Date: Fri, 1 Nov 2002 12:47:37 EST
From: CupDrinker@aol.com
Subject: Avery's Boy's chapter 11

Thanks for the emails everyone!  Didn't really think that
many people were jacking off to this story.  I guess it
would be better reading this off of a computer, instead of
reading it on paper.  Less chance of paper cuts, right?
Damn that would be a very painful paper cut, if you got one
down there.  So I was thinking of doing a Halloween edition
of Avery's Boys, but decided not to, since the story is set
in the middle of summer.  The leap in time would just be a
little too much.  Remember all this is fake.  The names of
people are real to me, but the events that happen are all
fantasy.  Don't continue if you do not understand this.
Comments/suggestions:  CupDrinker@aol.com or
CupDrinker@chartermi.net.  P.S.  I'm looking for any pics of
vids of Jeremy Jordan, the porn star, not the actor.  If you
know where I can get some please let me know.  Send me a
letter, whenever you read these stories just to let me know
whether or not you like it, or have a possible story line
for an upcoming chapter(s).

    So here is what happened in chapter Ten.  Chris and Avery
tell each other about their dreams that they had.  Chris' is
about fucking Bryan, Rex and Roxy.  Avery's is about a
vacation to Spain, where he meets up with Allessandro.
Avery is just about to fuck him when Bryan waking up
interrupts him.  Bryan starts his first day as a slave to
Avery and then to Chris.  Avery gets a phone call from S.A.
(special agent) Smits, who tells him that he is back on the
drug case and that he must be up in the office at five p.m.
And now for the last few paragraphs from chapter ten...

    "Yes sir, S. A. Smits.  What can I help you with?"  I
smacked Bryan on the top of his head, to make Bryan slow
down on his sucking.

"I talked to the Area Director, he said that you are able to
continue with the drug case.  We have a meeting tomorrow at
5pm, here in the city.  Any questions?"  I could tell by the
sound of his voice that he really didn't want me back.

"Yeah.  What is going on with `John Jay'?  He still in
federal prison?"

"Avery, I'm going to cut the shit here.  They think that
`John Jay' has managed to escape to Canada.  The Royal
Mounted Police are covering the area.  But until he is
caught, the teams remain outside your house.  I have to go.
See you tomorrow."


Story - Avery's Boys
Chapter - Eleven - The return of Danny and his brothers
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    "How long do you think I can stay inside of him?"  Chris
asked me as I set down the phone.

    "Shit with an ass like he as, I would say at least a couple
of hours."  I pulled my erect cock out of Bryan's mouth, and
whipped it on face.  "That was the office.  I'm back on the
case, which means I have to go in for a meeting this
afternoon."

    "Mind if I go with you?  Well, at least into Saginaw and
pick up some of my shit?"  I looked down at Chris' dick
still inside of Bryan.  Bryan's ass was flexing, as he tried
to keep Chris' dick hard as it remained inside his hole.

    "That's fine with me.  Just be ready in an hour, I have to
leave by noon so I can catch up on some paperwork.  Typical
government bullshit on this, they ask me to be on this case,
then they cut me off, then they call me back and expect me
to be ready for this meeting."

    Bryan finally spoke, as he remained bent over the counter.
"What about me, can I come along?"

    "SSSSMMMMAAACCCKKKK", Chris had smacked Bryan on the back on
his neck.  There was a nicely formed red handprint.  "Did he
fucking ask you to talk?  You have a fucking long way to go
if you want to become a good slave.  Shit I've had girls
twice your age that have learned quicker that have become
really nice slave girls."

    I debated whether or not to interfere with Chris and Bryan,
but Bryan lowered his head and told Chris, "Sir I'm sorry
sir, but I just wanted to spend more time with you two."

    "Thanks very much for the offer, but I think that I will
have to ask you to stay.  The meeting might run a little
long, and I know for sure that Chris can take care of
himself, but with you I don't want to take any chances."

    Bryan was deeply disappointed on not being able to come with
Chris and myself.  He just eased his body and started to tap
his fingers on the countertop.  What if I was to bring him
along, and left him with Chris at his apartment, and one of
Chris' clients stopped by?  Shit, if it were a guy then they
would go crazy over little Bryan's body.  I mean Chris is
really hot looking, but if you were a horny guy and you were
in the same room with Chris and a little twelve-year-old boy
then..you would be fucking the shit out of Bryan.  When I
got done with my meeting, I would come over to pick them up
and see fifty guys standing in line waiting to fuck.  Wow,
fifty naked guys with their hardons waiting to fuck him.  I
quickly shook my head to get the visualization out of my
mind.

    I went upstairs and got out my work suit, which I ironed and
put it on, along with my dress shoes.  As I put on the
trousers, dress shirt and tie, I still had yet to find out
why I was required to wear a suit to work.  I guess it could
date back to they guys who first started as agents.  Back
then guys always wore suits, whether or not they had to work
or not.  So why the fuck do I have to wear a suit and tie?
I hated wearing a suit and tie, after a long night of
staking out a perp and coming home, only to undo the tie,
belt, shirt, shoes, socks, jacket, gun belt, trousers and
then boxers just to jack off, or fuck Roxy.  But on the
other hand I seemed to get more stares from the guys and
ladies, especially when I wore my black suit, with the baby
blue shirt and black tie.  It really didn't bother me having
people make sexual remarks at me, because who wouldn't mind
having a lady say "nice ass", or a guy telling you "nice
package"?

    I was all ready to go, when I remembered that it would be a
good idea to bring my weapon with me.  Really wouldn't want
to have the Area Director to chew my ass out for not
carrying it.  I looked in the mirror in the bathroom, which
caused me to stare at my hair.  It had been a few weeks
since my last haircut, causing it to grow a little longer
than most people had been use to seeing me.  I grabbed some
hair gel and spiked it up, it was a look that I really
didn't know how well the other agents would receive, but if
they didn't like I would just wash it out.

    The house was quite, which made me turn around from walking
into the living room, to checking the agents outside.  I
pushed back the blinds, only to see the agents leaning
against the cars.  "I wish I could do that and get paid for
it."  I mumbled to myself, reaffirming to myself that I live
a pretty boring life to the outside world.  The time on my
watch said enough, as I looked down at the time.  "Get a
fucking move on it Chris.  You have five minutes."  I
finally heard some movement in the living room.  Chris
walked out into the hallway naked, as he still had his
aroused cock up in Bryan's ass.  "You cannot go like that,
the agents outside would beat me down."

    "Please Avery....I think I've expanded his hole by a good
inch or two.  I've shoved his shit so far up there, it will
be weeks before it starts to come out."

    I walked over to Chris and Bryan.  Chris had to hold him up
so he wouldn't slip off his cock.  I lifted up Bryan's chin,
and looked into his eyes.  "Sorry to leave you like this,
but I really think it's your own good.  Besides it's not
like you are going to be alone, you have Jesse next door,
Rex should be home today, Rox will probably stop by and of
course you have the agents."

    "The agents?  Can they come into the house?"  Bryan's eyes
perked up.

    "I would prefer that they do not.  And remember, they are
rookies so if they see anything that is against the law they
will not ask questions until after they have made the
arrests."

    Chris eased his cock out of the ass that it had been in for
over three hours, as he was pulling it out it seemed that
Bryan was sorry to see it leave him.   After he was out,
Chris ran upstairs to get his clothes on.  I couldn't help
but stare as he ran up the stairs, his ass just seemed
perfect and the sound his dick made as it slapped up against
his washboard stomach.

    "Sir, why don't you tell him what you are thinking?"

    Bryan was reading my mind, but I was not about to let that
thought come out.  "What do you mean, Bryan?"

    "Sir, the way you look at him whenever his back is to you
says it all.  I understand that I might be `hurt' if I'm
left alone in the city, but you just want to be alone with
Chris and you hope that something might happen at his
apartment."

    "Any fantasy that you have is fine, but I doubt that
anything will happen between the two of us.  I have a better
chance of getting a promotion than doing anything with
Chris.  Now while we are gone, I need you to promise that
you will be on your best behavior.  We probably won't be
home until later tonight, so if you need any food just help
yourself or ask one of the agents to get you some take out."

    "Really?  I can boss the agents around?"  Bryan started to
curl up his toes and twirl his fingers around.

    "Boss them, no.  Ask them to do something yes."

    Chris finally came down the stairs, dressed in a tee shirt
and a pair of cargo pants.  "Fucking ready?"  Chris was
trying to put the blame of being late on me.

    I opened up the door for Chris and we both said goodbye to
Bryan.  The agents were all ready informed that I was
leaving, as I walked up to them.  I gave them the low-down
on who was staying and who was probably going to be coming
back to my house.  I also asked them if they would be nice
enough to get Bryan some food, if he asked them.  They said
that they would, "anything to get away from watching your
house", one of the agents said.

    The hour-long drive to the field office was pretty
uneventful.  I made a few phone calls into the office,
asking one of the tech people to get a couple aerial maps
made into some slides for my presentation.  Other phone
calls were made to a couple of the other agents who were
involved in this case.  We made some small talk, as I asked
them how far up-to-date they were, and for them to fill me
in.

    "Hey mind if I use your phone?"  Chris asked as he woke up
from his short nap.

    "Help yourself."

    I sat there driving as Chris told the OnStar computer what
number to dial.  He was basically making phone calls to his
friends in area that he was going to be at his apartment for
a few hours, and if they wanted to meet up with him they
should do so before 8pm.

    "Chris, you know you don't have to do this anymore."  I told
Chris, figuring out that he was contacting some of his
clients.

    "Please...I wish I could live without money."

    "You don't have to work anymore.  If you are living with me,
you know that I'll pay for almost anything that you will
need.  Shit, it's not like I'm going to go through all my
money."

    "Thanks for the offer, but you know that I would rather make
some money for myself, and not have to worry about taking
money from you."  The rest of the trip was in silence, as he
drove the last half hour on the expressway.  I asked Chris
to remind me to stop by my parents' house, on the way back.

We pulled up to a side street next to the school that was
going to be one of the drug bust locations.  I asked Chris
to reach into the back to grab a small duffel bag, with some
equipment.  As he turned around, I turned my head to stare
at this ass, just inches away from my face.  The self-
control that I had was unbelievable, as I willed myself not
to reach my hand out and touch him.  Chris turned back
around and plopped the bag into my lap, concealing the bulge
in my pants.  Inside the bag was a pair of binoculars, a
notebook, compass, a video camera and a digital camera.

I began to take a couple of pictures, and then asked Chris
to start filming the area with the camera.  "What should I
film?"

"Just film the street, the houses up and down the block,
where the trees are at and of course the school.  You can
get out of the truck and film the area if you want."  And
with that Chris got out of the truck and started filming.

I remained inside my truck, taking pictures as I zoomed in
on some houses and the courtyard inside the schools fence.
After about twenty minutes, I dropped the camera in my lap,
as there came a loud taping on my window.  There standing
outside my window, was a local officer who had his hand on
Chris' shoulder.  I rolled down my window to talk to the
officer.

"What can I help you with sir?"  I asked the officer.

"Please step out of the car."  The officer spoke with a tone
that I knew this was not going to be good.  The officer was
in a typical blue uniform.  He looked like he had just
gotten out of the academy, and with the blonde crew cut hair
that he had, I was almost certain that he was a rookie.  I
left the door open, to the truck, as I got out and stood
about an arms length away from the officer.  "May I see your
license, please?"

I pulled out my wallet, purposely showing the officer my
Bureau badge.  "Here it is officer.."

"Myers.  Officer Mike Myers."  The officer looked at my
license, and handed it back to me.  "Do you want to explain
what is going on?"

"I wish I could, but right now I don't have the clearance to
give you that information."  The officer was not too
thrilled to hear that, as I again pulled out my badge and
handed it to him.  "May I ask, why you stopped us?"

The officer looked over my badge.  "Sir, I've been watching
you, and your partner, for the last ten minutes.  I wasn't
going to say anything as I watched you to take pictures and
filming the school.  Since school is out, I really didn't
think that there was going to be a problem.  That was until,
your friend decided to expose himself.

"You exposed yourself, Chris?"

"I had to piss.  Shit, what was I suppose to do."

The officer started to pull out his ticket book.  "Look
officer, I'm sure this was a one time occurrence.  Were
there any witnesses?"

"No sir, just myself."  The officer knew that if he were to
give Chris or myself a ticket, that I would have it fixed by
the end of the day.  "Well, I suppose that I will let this
go.  I mean you know as well as I do, that this little
incident here could add to a lot of paperwork.  Sir, have a
nice day."  He looked at me, and then he turned to Chris.
He leaned in close to his ear, and spoke soft enough that I
could not hear him.  Once he was done, he walked down the
street and into his police car.

"What did he say to you?"

"Lets just say it is always good to have more than one law
enforcement person on your side."

We continued with your work on taking pictures and filming
of the area.  We were working pretty hard, when I glanced
down at my watch.  I told Chris that it was time to go, and
that I would drop him off at his apartment, while I was at
the office.  We packed up the cameras and we made our way
down the road to Chris' apartment.

It was almost like the first time that I had come to this
apartment building, outside in almost the same spot was
Danny, Stephen and Jon.  The three brothers were kicking
around the soccer ball, from the first day.  They noticed my
truck as it pulled in the apartment parking lot, as they ran
towards us.  Chris jumped out of the moving car, as the
three boys jumped on top of him.  This was the start of a
very hot boy orgy, as I watched Chris slide his hands up the
boys' shorts, and little Danny start to undo Chris' shorts.
They didn't care that anyone that drove by was going to see
these four boys going at it, or that the neighbors could
just look out their windows.

"Doesn't anyone care that I'm here?"  I spoke, as I stepped
out of my truck and stood next to the mound of boys.

"I know I do."  Danny had managed to get out from the mound
and jumped into my arms.  "Where have you two been?  I have
missed you."

"That is really sweet, Danny.  But I have to leave, and I
have to pick up Chris in a few hours."

"Just make sure, you stop by and get a goodbye present."
And with that Danny jumped back down, and joined the boys as
Chris started to lead them into the apartment.

"Remember Chris, I will be back here in about three hours."
I didn't hear a sound, as they shut the door.

The Agents at the front of the field office, held the door
open for me as I entered the building.  I signed in, and as
giving a visitor pass.  The lady at the desk told me that
the meeting would begin within the hour.  I told her that my
meeting wasn't until five, and it was only 230.

"Sorry Sir, Agent Smits has moved up the meeting.  I hope
that you are ready."

Right then and there I wanted to fucking kill Smits, for
this.  He had never really liked me, and I guess by making
me unprepared or run late then it would give up a one up on
me.  The lady pointed me in the direction of the tech room.
The room was dark and just a few red lights lit of the room
enough to make out people up close.

Agent Thomas waved at me, as I walked into the room.  "Agent
Douglas, hi.  I got the slides made for you, do you have
anything else?"

"Shit do I ever.  My meeting has been moved up, and I have
less than 50 minutes to get up-to-date and get my shit
together."

Agent Thomas grabbed the digital camera and started to
process them.  He also took the notebook and started to make
up a computer-generated program of the specs that I had
jotted down.  "Twenty-minutes and you will done."  Damn this
kid was a genius.

The meeting us as boring as listening, not watching, porn
actors trying to act.  Once it was my turn, Agent Smits
grinned from ear to ear, waiting for me to fall flat on my
face.  "Fuck you Smits."

"Speak up louder."  The old Area-Director said to me.

"Ok, in front of each of you there is a booklet that Agent
Thomas and myself have made up.  If you turn to page three
you will see the layout for the first school that we have
chosen for the drug bust.  And here on the screen you will
see it, from different angles."  I went on and on, showing
them the correct spots that the agents could park their cars
and stand.  They asked the basic questions, and I gave them
the basic answers.

"Thank you Special Agent, now lets here from Agent in charge
Smits."  The Area director was pleased with my presentation.

As I sat down my cell phone vibrated in my pocket.  I opened
it up and noticed that I had received a picture in an email.
The pictured downloaded, and there on the screen was Chris'
cock up Danny's ass.  I stared at it for a few moments, and
then a page came asking me if I liked it.  I replied back,
saying `yes'.  I sat my phone on the conference table, and
it vibed again.  Again another picture, this time it was
Chris' cock up Danny's ass, and Danny sucking on Stephen.
Even though the picture was small, it was enough for me to
get an instant hardon.  I had to adjust myself, as I leaned
back in my chair and pretended to stretch.  I thought for
sure that they were done, after ten minutes of not receiving
another pic or page from them, but I guess they were waiting
for the right pose.  My phone vibed again.

"Do you have something more important, than this meeting
Special Agent Douglas?"  Smits asked, while all the other
agents turned to and looked at me.

"No sir, Agent Smits.  I was just receiving some information
on the case.  Please continue."

I downloaded the pic, and it was by far the best one.  It
showed Chris just as he was shooting a load onto Danny's
face.  This one sent me to the edge, as I could feel precum
leaking onto my leg.  Of course the meeting was taking
forever to end, but soon the Area-Director informed us that
he had another meeting.  We were given three days to
complete our jobs, and then on the fourth day he would give
us the green or red light on the busts.  "Oh...Special Agent
Douglas, in our next meeting I would like to see your
informant."

Finally, I was free to go.  Two hours of sitting in this
room, and all but a half hour with a major hardon.  I dodged
through the crowds, trying franticly to get into my suv.  I
signed myself out and tossed down my visitor badge.  My
tires spun as I slammed on the gas, trying to speed to get
to Chris' apartment.  I was five minutes out from his
apartment, when my cell rang.

"Special Agent Douglas."

"...ssshhhh..it's him...Avery, this is Danny."  It was hard
to hear him over the voices in the background.

"Yes Danny, I hope that you haven't started without me?"

"Didn't you get the pics?  Shit, couldn't you see what we
were doing?"

"Listen Danny, I'm pulling into the parking lot now.  I'll
be up in a minute."  I was in such a hurry; I dropped my
phone on the passenger seat, and parked by truck.

My footsteps echoed through the building, as I ran up the
flights of stairs.  The building was the same as before, and
yes the smell of urine was still present.  Outside of Chris'
door was a sign saying that he was busy and to come back.  I
knew that they were waiting for me so I knocked on the door.

"DOOR IS FUCKING OPEN, FUCKING WHITE PUNK."  The voice came
from behind the door, a voice that was too deep to come from
any of the boys.

I turned the knob, and couldn't see inside as all the lights
were out.  I pushed the door all the way open, and flipped
the light switch, just off to the side of the doorway.
There on the bed was Chris and the three brothers; all of
them were naked sporting semi-hard erections.  That didn't
bother me, but what caused me to stand dead in my tracks
were two massively muscled black thugs and one really fat
boss man.  The boss must have weighed at least three hundred
and fifty pounds, where the two thugs weighed about two
hundred fifty pounds, most of it in muscles.  They were all
dress in black suits, with long black trench coats.  All
three of them sported gold chains, with massive gold rings
on all of their fingers.  I could tell that all three of
them were packing.  The way they were built, with their
weight and all, the outlines of the guns was visible.  I
looked around; just to make sure it was just those three.

"SO YOU ARE THE WHITE FUCK THAT'S BEEN GETTING ON MY TURF?"
The middle guy spoke.

"Your turf?  I didn't know this part of the town was
someone's territory."

"WHITE BITCH.  I AIN'T NO FOO."  The guy snapped his
fingers, which brought one of the guys in front of me.  The
thug pulled a collapsible baton and hit me in the back of my
right knee.  I went down to the ground.  "PULL THIS WHITE
BITCH TO THE CHAIR, AND GET ME SOMETHING TO EAT."

They two men sat me in Chris' chair, as I looked up at the
boys on the bed.  Chris had his arms around Danny, trying to
protect him, while Jon was doing the same to Stephen.  I was
trying to figure out what was going on, when it finally
dawned on me.  "Hi my name is...

"SLIM SHADY MOTHERFUCKING WHITE BITCH."

"..Avery Douglas.  And your name is?"

"DRE."  He was able to speak after he swallowed some micro
waved hot dogs.

"Ok Dre.  I am assuming that you are upset that these boys
have not been back to your for more drugs, for a few days.
Correct?"  The two thugs stood on either side of the boss.

"DAMN RIGHT.  THESE WHITE BITCHES HERE SAID THAT THEY ARE
GETTING THEIR CANDY CHEAPER   FUCKERS WERE MY BEST SELLERS."

"You should not have been overcharging them then."

The boss coughed up a piece of hot dog, as it fell down his
fat stomach.  "OVERCHARGING THEM?  I DON'T FUCKING OVER
CHARGE NOBODY, HEAR ME NOBODY."  I didn't know how he did
it, but he was yelling louder than before.

"Then how did I get it cheaper?"  I knew the response that
was coming.

"YOU?  YOU ARE THE FUCKER THAT BE COMING INTO MY HOOD?"

Dre snapped his fingers, and the same guy came towards me.
The guy pulled his fist back, and was ready to hit me in the
eye.  Instead, I moved my head back, and slapped a pair of
handcuffs on his writs before he knew what was going on.  I
jumped out of the chair, and slapped the other cuff to the
arm of the chair.  I pulled the gun from my holster, and
pointed the barrel at the thugs' head.  The thugs gun came
into view, which I quickly grabbed and pointed the other
weapon at the other thug.  "Well, Dre it looks like the
table has turned.  Now what the fuck do you want?"

Cheers came from the four boys, as they knew they would be
safe.  "All right Douglas, just don't do anything you might
regret."  Dre was now calm.  I told him that I wanted his
thugs to wait outside, which he agreed to.  One the way out
I took their guns, and car keys.  The door locked on their
way out.

I took a seat across from Dre at the kitchen table, as I
pulled out my badge.  He shook his head.  "Well, well I
don't think you were planning that I was an F.B.I. agent,
did you?"

"Listen, all I want is my motherfucking turf back.  I don't
want any trouble from you."

"You are not going to get it.  These boys..these totally
naked boys..are not going to come back to you.  They are
protected by the Bureau, if you mess with them I will have
to bring you in."  Dre's eyes were diverted to the four boys
on the bed, as they started to squirm around.  "So..I have
to ask, what where they doing when you walked into the
room?"

"The boy, the boy who is fucking hung like a horse was
plowing into the little shit.  I couldn't believe it; I had
to watch them for a while, while we waited for you.

"They sent pictures of what they were doing, while I was in
the office talking about a case.  Shit, I couldn't control
myself looking that the pics on my cell."

"Shit look at them, you know that they are ready to go
again.  Usually I watch some of my bitches going at it, but
these boys are a lot better.  Damn horse boy over there is
bigger than me!"  Just just looking at them, I could tell,
was turning on Dre.  "Tell you what, if those boys give me a
show that I will never forget, I will call all of this off."

I looked at Dre and then I looked at the boys.  Chris gave
me a nod, along with Danny and his two brothers Stephen and
Jon.  Jon didn't know what the fuck was going on, as he sat
there with his arms around Stephen.  All Jon wanted to do is
get his 16 year-old rocks off, before those three black guys
busted in on him fucking Stephen.  I got up and walked over
to the boys, I walked sideways keeping the gun pointed in
Dre's direction just in case he decided to do something
stupid.  Chris said that he would give him a show if this
meant the end of it, Jon agreed and he said, "I'm sure my
brothers have a little bit more left in them".

"Alright Dre, one last show and you call it off, they put on
a show, and we watch from the table.  Do we have a deal?"  I
extended my hand, and the large hand of Dre soon engulfed
it.

The boys got into a huddle and soon they got into position.
Dre and I watched, as Danny got on all fours on the bed as
he positioned himself in front of Chris and his waiting
cock.  Stephen lay on his back, as he started to rim his
younger brother.  Jon, with no more room on the bed, got on
his knees as he began to suck on Stephens cock.  Chris would
later tell me that he and Jon had both shot their loads up
into Danny, so when Stephen was getting a taste of Chris and
two of his brothers.  Chris placed his hands on the back of
Danny's head as he began to take control of the little boy.
Jon was bobbing up and down on Stephens cock, as he placed a
finger inside the boys hole, to again loosen him up.

Dre, asked if it would be ok if he unzipped his pants to get
his straining cock.  I gave him the ok, as I pulled mine out
also.  I kept on telling myself not to look over at Dre, so
I would not be grossed out at the fat man, pulling on his
cock.  I was doing good as I slowly stroked my cock,
watching the boys sucking and rimming, but that came to a
crashing end when Dre told me that I had a huge cock.  Of
course that made me turn and look at his.  It was about
eight inches and really thick, but once you took in the
whole picture of the fat man, it looked like it was only
about five inches.  Dre continued to stroke his cock, taking
no mercy on it, as a heavy sweat began to form on his
forehead.

We watched for about ten minutes, when they changed
positions.  As Danny and Stephen got ready to be fucked,
Chris and Jon unwrapped some condoms and placed it on their
cocks.  Danny remained on all fours, but turned around, and
Stephen stayed on his back but crawled underneath of Danny
so they were in a 69 position.  They began to suck on each
other's cock, while Chris and Jon started to insert their
cocks into the boys.  The only sounds the boys made, were
the moaning and slurping sounds while they sucked, it was as
if they didn't feel any pain from the older boys.  Chris
didn't wait for Danny to get adjusted to his ten-inch cock,
as he pushed all the way in and then began to forcefully
fuck the little boy.  I knew from the sounds of Chris
slamming in him that Danny was going to be hurting for a few
days.  Jon taking his cue from Chris took no mercy on his
brother as he started to pound his modest six inches into
the waiting hole of Stephen.

Dre was making some fucked up snorting noises, as he began
to pick up the pace of stroking his cock.  I peered out of
the corner of my eyes, as it seemed he was crying but it was
just swear coming off of him.  My cock was straining to
unload a load of cum, so I let go of it and just watched it
twitch.  Chris would look over at me every now and then, to
see me enjoying the show.  He smirked at me and then grabbed
Danny by the waist and pulled him back so he could shove
more into him.  Jon began to push Danny's head down further
onto Stephens cock, even though he was more than capable of
getting all of his brother into his mouth.

Stephen was the first to cum as he came into Danny's mouth.
He tried to swallow all of it, but some of the cum trailed
out of the corners of his mouth.  Dre and I watched as Danny
swallowed what he had in his mouth.  Danny came next, this
time actually producing sperm.  Danny screamed in delight as
he could feel it traveling the length of his cock, and exit
his slit into Stephens mouth.  Chris patted Danny on his
back, knowing that Danny would be having more fun with his
sex   The two boys kept on sucking on their half hard cocks,
as the two older boys kept on jabbing their prostates with
their cocks.  Danny and Stephen kept on flexing their anal
muscles, putting more pressure on the older boys.

Jon couldn't hold back anymore, as he pulled his cock out of
Stephen, ripped off the condom and shot his five cum shots
into the hair of Danny.  Jon collapsed on the bed, next to
the boys as cum was still leaking out of his cock.  Chris
was the last of the boys to hold out, as he slammed one last
time into Danny and then pulled out as he tossed the condom
onto the floor.  He rested his cock into the ass crack of
Danny, which made it look like a cannon as it shot up into
the air.  He let go of eight cum shots, hitting Danny in the
hair and back, and one even flew over Danny's shoulder and
landed onto the floor.

Dre didn't hold out either, as he stood up and shot a few
short streams of cum onto the wood floor.  I cam without
touching my cock, as it unleashed nine ropes of cum all of
them shooting more than three feet into the air and then
landed on the floor, forming a nice creamy puddle.

"You boys were hot...this situation is settled.  Agent..you
have a tough job here, but I'm glad that you are able to do
it."  Dre stood up, zipped up his pants and walked out the
door.

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Ok, this is the end of chapter 11.  Hope everyone had a nice
Halloween, and if you have any good stories, send them my
way, cause you know I like to read other peoples stories
too.  Send them to CupDrinker@aol.com or
CupDrinker@chartermi.net.  Thanks for reading...Av.