Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2003 01:57:37 -0400
From: Av. <cupdrinker@chartermi.net>
Subject: Avery's Boys - 20

   Thanks to everyone that is still emailing me.  I'm glad
that you are all enjoying the fantasy in my mind.  If you
have any questions please email me at
cupdrinker@chartermi.net.  Please remember that all of this
is made up in my mind, and none of this has happened to me.

Story - Avery's Boys
Chapter - 20 - Kenny and the Bishop boys
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   Dear Mr. Avery Douglas,

   Thank you for your recent donation to Brentwood Academy.
With your generosity, you are giving the children of our
community a better future.

   My secretary will be contacting you to set up an
interview with your three applications.

   Sincerely,

   Dr. Jonas F.A. Swartz

   I read the letter, and set it down onto my breakfast
table.  The penmanship was perfect, on this personalized
linen paper.  The morning light, showed the Academy's
watermark.  The school actually came to me, and asked if I
would do a career day event which I accepted their
invitation.  It wasn't until I saw all of their community
service projects that the students completed, that I started
to donate money.

   But why donate money to a school?  Or, the better
question is, why donate money to a school that has a student
body full of Senator kids, Governor's kids, and CEO's kids?
Why?  The answer was just pulling out of my driveway, Roxy.
Her and I had made a commitment that we would get married,
after she finished college.  She was almost two years
younger than I, and was just about to start her senior year
at college.  I had given her a promise ring, at the
beginning of her junior year (my graduation party), but told
her that she had to finish college before I would agree to
anything.

   So on her behalf, I started to donate money to the `best'
private school in the state of Michigan.  The only problem I
had with this was, when we had kids why would we want to
send them to a school 5 miles away?  But when you are in
love, what can you do.
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   "And now, go in peace."  The old Bishop dismissed the
congregation.  I stood up and waited my turn to walk out.
Roxy was in front of me, wearing this pale yellow sundress
that clung nicely to her body.  If it weren't for being in a
church, I would have done her.

   The only bad part about Sunday morning church, for me, is
waiting in line to exit and shake the Bishops hands.  I
always wanted to sneak out another door, but I knew that he
would find me out and make a big deal about it.

   "You two are getting married?"  An old grandmothers voice
came from behind us.  "You have to together for awhile."

   "Sister Mary, I've been trying to get Av to settle down
but I need to finish college."  Roxy answered for me.

   Finally!  The exit is in sight.  The Bishop was probably
the most respected person in the area, and so far has been
lucky enough to stay away from the abuse cases

   The Bishop was old.  Well, old to me.  He was probably
about 60, with solid sliver hair.  Bishop weighed about
200lbs in regular clothes, and 250 in all the work clothes
he had to wear.  I was not born Catholic and never pictured
myself a Catholic, until Roxy came into my life.  I was use
to my 50 min Southern Baptist sermon, not the 2hr Catholic
one.

   Roxy was in front of me, and as the Bishop was hugging
her, I swear he was rubbing her ass.  Now I've hit a girl
before (while I was working in Vegas), and I've hit a guy
wearing glasses, but I don't cross the line when it comes to
church folk.

   "Agent Avery Douglas, it is so nice to see you at mass
today."  Bishop spoke as he shook my hand.  His hand was
old, but smooth with a lot of rings.

   "I'm not an agent anymore.  I have retired..."  The
Bishop cut me off.

   "Again?  My, my.  My son, please walk with me."  I really
had no choice, as he had a death grip on my arm, as he led
me away.  Roxy just watched us walk away, not knowing what
was going on.  Another clergyman took over shaking hands.
The Bishop led me into the church gardens, and started to
talk.

   "Agent...oh I'm sorry, Avery.  As you know you hold a lot
of power with certain people that attend the church.  And
yes, I know that you are not an active member of this
church, yet."  He continued, as he led me to a stone bench,
where we sat down facing a fountain.  I guess this was one
of the perks of being part of the Vatican, money.  "My son,
you ever mentor?"

   My mind was on the fountain, damn my A.D.D.  "Mental?
You think I'm mental?"

   He just shook his head, and placed a hand on my knee.
"No my son.  I have five boys that are in some need, of dire
help.  I fear that if they are not shown the correct path,
then they will have a life of pain.  They are four brothers
and one friend.  The brothers have been in counseling for so
long, that they have been nicknamed the `Bishop Boys'.

   "That's pretty funny.  I wished I had some `Avery's
Boys', ha ha."  Of course he didn't find it funny.  "So what
do you want me to do?"

   "They are in a path of evil.  You my son are to bring
them towards the light.  You are to be here at 3, where they
will meet you on the back pew.  The `Bishop Boys' will be
getting out of their session, their friend will be on the
look out for you."  And with that he got up and started to
walk away, but he stopped and turned back towards me, "Roxy
said that you wouldn't mind helping out.  Was she wrong?"

   "No...I'm sure that I will be able to handle this."
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   I slammed the car door shut, as Roxy turned her head and
looked out her window.

   "Don't laugh!  When we get home, you are going to pay."
I started up the car and put it into drive.

   "Oooh!  Whips and chains, whips and chains!"  Roxy
laughed as she kissed me on the cheek.
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   The large oak doors to the church creaked opened, as I
stepped into the large entrance way.  I walked inside the
church and sat down at the last pew, like the Bishop asked.
There were a few people that came and left, while I was
waiting.  Most of them were older ladies, who went into
confessions.

   "Where your gun at?"

   I turned around to see this little skater kid, staring at
me with eyes that didn't seem to blink.  "And you are?"

   "Names Kenny."  He stuck out his hand, which I shook.  He
sat down next to me, which gave me time to look him over.
He was short at 4' 11", probably 95 lbs; short cut brown
hair, and deep brown eyes.  But the most intriguing feature
was his tongue ring.  How could this kid be so much trouble,
I asked myself.  To me he looked like a typical 14 year old.
"I got it to help my friends out."  He blurted out, as he
noticed me looking at his mouth.

   "Help them out?"  I had no clue on what he was talking
about.

   "You know `help' them out!"  Kenny made a blowjob motion
with his mouth and hands.  Well, there goes my first
impression of him.  "So what we doing today?"

   "I don't know Kenny.  The Bishop wants me to mentor you
and the `Bishop boys', but I have no idea."  I stopped to
see 4 boys walking towards us, wearing matching chinos and
Polo knit shirts.  Besides them wearing the exact same
things, it was their hair that proved that they were all
brothers.  Each of them had red, white and blue streaks.

   "Damn...it looks like they need some help.  My job is
never done."  Kenny blurted out in my ear, as we watched the
boys walk towards us.  I did a gawk and stare look at him.

   "Hi, we are the ` Bishops Boys'." They all said in
unison.

   I extended out my hand, and told them my name.  One by
one they gave me their names.

   "Matthew."  14 years.

   "Mark."  14 years, 10 months old.

   "Luke."  15, blonde hair, blue eyes.

   "And so that must mean you are John?"  I shook the last
kids hand.

   "Wrong.  That would be fucked up if it were.  Names
Moses."  The last kid shouted.  13 years old, a good foot
and half shorter than the rest of his brothers.

   "Oh, sorry.  Just thought that the names would play along
with the nickname."

   "Fuck that, my name ain't Moses.  Didn't you go to Sunday
school?"  The 5 boys started laughing, when a younger
looking priest walked by and grabbed Johnny by the arm.  He
said something into his ear, and then let him loose.

   "Eww, Johnny and Father Mallory.  You are gonna have to
get on your knees with him for swearing."  Luke said as he
poked his youngest brother.

   "Shut up, or I'll tell him that I saw you with your math
teacher."

   Mark then returned the jabs, "Mr. Peters said that you
were the first to come to him."

   "What?  I thought I was the first one with Mr. P?"  Matt
said as the stood off to the side.

   I just sat there, enjoying the brotherly conversation.
"Good job.  Usually I get them going on one of their sexual
encounters, which gets them horny so they can fuck me.  But
it takes me a few minutes to get them this far; it took you
just one question.  I want to learn everything you know."
Kenny just stared at me, as if he was trying to read my
mind.

   "Ok, I think we should take this outside.  I really don't
think that we can talk about" I lowered my voice and leaned
in towards the boys, "sex inside the church."  We got up and
walked outside.  I led them into my car, Matt, Mark and John
got into the back seat, and Luke sat up in front with Kenny
sitting on his lap.

   "Holy fuck, you gots tv in your car?"  John and Matt
said.

   "Don't worry about those, yet" Luke and Kenny started to
squirm around when I noticed that Luke had his hands down
Kenny's pants, "stop that you two.  Listen!  The Bishop
wants me to mentor you 5 and I have no idea on what to do.
I don't do well, with kids."

   "Take us to your house."   Kenny screamed out as Luke's
hands were stroking him.

   The ride home was informational, as I got to know my 5
new friends.  We pulled up into my driveway.  I opened up
the front door, which allowed the boys to run on in
screaming at the top of their lungs.  "Check out his home
theater!"  "No check out his pool!"  "Fuck that check out
his game room!"  "Forget you all, check out his bedroom."

   The voice of Kenny rang thru the lower level.  I was the
last to get there, and it wasn't the best sight to see.
There on my bed was Kenny dancing naked over Luke.  The
other 3 Bishop boys were standing next to the bed, making
wild cat calls as Kenny's dick became hard and started
slapping against his body.

   "KENNY GET THE FUCK DOWN!"  The boys looked at me, like
there was nothing wrong.

   "What the matter Avery?  Bishop asked that you mentor us
right?"  Luke asked, as he pulled his pants off.  I nodded.
"Well, what do you think he was talking about?  He knows
that we all have sex, shit even our rents know it that's why
they send us to the Bishop."

   Matt picked up, "That's why they send us to church, so we
can repent our sins.  But when the Bishop and the other
fathers knew about it, well they just had to find out if it
was true, that there was four brothers who loved to have
sex."

   "That's why I want to go to Brentwood.  They have the
best Catholic teachers and students there."  Mark smiled.

   "So you are saying this is all like a set up?"  I asked,
sitting on the bed trying to understand everything that was
going on.

   "Yep."  Luke said.  "We know that you are not Catholic,
but you should know that we are the most powerful religion
in the world.  The Bishop can find everything about you if
he wanted to, and I think he did if he knew about this."

   Kenny stood next to me with is cock sticking into my ear.
"Bishop knew that you are friends with Nolan, cause he saw
you and him at your baseball games.  He knew that we have a
talent that we can sell, so why not put us in touch with
someone that knows him."

   "So all this was to get you 5 in touch with Nolan?"

   "We just need to make sure that we are up to his level."
Luke said, who was now naked on my bed.  At 15, he was the
most athletic one, as he was the captain of his JV soccer
team.  His leg muscles were almost a solid mass, with light
hairs on them.  His tan was almost perfect, with a very cute
underwear tan on him.  "So you just need to watch us and
make sure that we can make it, ok?"

   What could I say?  Here on my bed were 5 boys, and two
were already naked.  I just shook my head, and pulled up a
chair, to enjoy the view.  Kenny asked if I had ever seen a
5 way?  "No, I think you call those orgies."

   "No an orgy is when everyone has sex, a 5 way is were one
boy is in the middle and the other 4 fuck him."  Kenny saw
the look on my face, which stated that I had to fucking idea
as to what he was talking about.  "Here, we will show you."

   Luke laid down on the bed, with Kenny getting on top of
him on all fours.  Luke then jerked his cock hard and shoved
it into Kenny's hole.  He made a cute little moan, and even
before it was all in he started to rock back and forth.  As
he was shoving it in, Mark got into a doggie style above
Kenny and eased his cock into Kenny's hole.

   Kenny took it with ease as he had two Bishop boys cock up
his ass, and for some reason I knew that this was not the
first time, nor would be the last.  Little Kenny, who first
showed me that he was an innocent boy, was a cock whore with
two up his ass.  And Matt and Johnny were not to be left
out, as they got in front of Kenny and shoved their boycocks
into his mouth.  Kenny gagged a little, but that just made
Johnny and Matt face fuck him even harder.

   The sex that was taking place in front of me was amazing.
Never before have I seen a boy take 4 cocks at once, let
alone a grown adult.

   "We don't care if you jack off to us.  Just make sure you
don't cum until we get done with you."  Matt said, as he
grabbed Kenny by the hair and shoved his mouth farther onto
his and Johnny's cocks.

   So I did as they asked, and took off my clothes.  Johnny
gasped as my hard cock slapped up against my stomach as I
took off my boxers.  At 10.5 inches, I by far had the
biggest cock in the room, followed by Luke (7), Kenny (6.5),
Mark and Matt (6) and little Johnny (5).  I sat back down
and started to stroke my cock, getting it slick from the
precum that was coming out of me, caused by the scene in
front of me.

   "Come on over."  Johnny motioned me over to the bed and
opened up his mouth.

   Holy fuck, what a scene this was.  Here on my bed, I was
getting my cock sucked by a boy who had his cock in a
friends mouth along with his brothers.  And then his other
brothers were poking the friend from behind.  If it were
possible to get a third one up there, I'm sure Kenny
wouldn't mind.

   Johnny was a good cocksucker, and used his tongue and
throat muscles to massage the entire length of my cock.
There were some muffled sounds coming from underneath Kenny,
it was Luke and he was gonna spew inside of Kenny at any
minute.  And since he was the oldest brother, he got to
control the thrust of the two cocks going inside of their
friend.

   It was almost like a chain reaction.  Once Luke announced
that he was gonna cum, the 3 other boys started to get
themselves ready.

   "Now!"  Luke screamed, which was a keyword for Mark to
grab Kenny by the hips and slam one last time into him.  We
could hear Luke grunting as he was shooting into Kenny's
ass.  Once he was done, he grabbed a hold of one of Kenny's
nips with his teeth and started to twist on it.

   The added pain, cause him to contract harder onto the two
cocks up in him.  One was starting to go soft, but the other
hard one was owned by Mark who could feel the warm cum of
his brother around his shaft.  Mark slapped Kenny on the
ass, as he pulled his head back and unleashed his teenage
cum into the safe deposit area.  The two left their flaccid
cocks inside of Kenny, as he still rocked back and forth
wanting to keep them in there forever.

   Now that one end of Kenny was the other two boys were now
able to finish the other end.  Spit and precum were pouring
out of the sides Kenny's mouth, the two boys removed their
cocks and jerked their cocks.  Just like a pro, Kenny kept
his eyes closed as the two cocks erupted and cummed all over
his face, leaving ropes of cum sprayed all over it.  There
was now this sweet smell of cum in my room.

   Everyone in the room had released their tension onto or
into Kenny, except for me.  I wondered what I was going to
do, since Matt was no longer sucking on me, leaving me to
stroke it by myself.  The answer came from Kenny.  "Just
shove it in!"

   I looked down at the boy, who still had two cocks inside
of him.  Luke said to go ahead, that this would be a first
for them.  The view was almost too much, as his little hole
seemed to be stretched to the farthest.  Matt leaned, as far
forward as he could, giving me all the room I need.  My
years of training at the Bureau and the gym gave my left
plenty of stretching, as I lined my cock into the hole.

   Kenny took a deep breath and opened up his hole as much
as he could, as I plowed my cock into the hole.  I could
feel the other two cocks along the sides of my cock, and
soon it was just my cock head touching Kenny's prostate.  He
screamed from the pleasure and the pain.  The pain was just
starting as Luke's and Mark's cock instantly got hard, which
made it look like there was a medium size fist up his ass.

   I couldn't hold back anymore and shoved one last time
into the boy, pushing the other two cocks farther into him.
Kenny screamed as he started shooting onto Luke's stomach.

   The boys decided that we should all take a group shower,
so we all piled into the, with Johnny getting the honors to
soap us all up.  "So are we good enough?"  He asked as he
soaped up his brothers cocks.

   "If you are not good enough for Nolan, then I'll hire you
myself."
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 I would like to say thanks to Warn for letting me use the
names, and to the boys for giving me the ideas for this
story.