Date: Sun, 20 Oct 2002 03:06:31 EDT
From: CupDrinker@aol.com
Subject: Avery's Boys chapter 9

I believe that I am better now.  Six days of having this
cold, was awful.  It just started off with a soar throat,
and then on day two it brought on a runny nose.  The third
day gave me those two plus a major earache.  At the end I
could barely open my eyes, cause it hurt so much for me to
open them.  But after taking every different kind of cold
medicine I am finally, today, better.  Now I'm lucky enough
to get an ear infection.  So I get to take three different
types of medicine for the next ten days.  Please write if
you have any questions or comments:  CupDrinker@aol.com.
Starting in November my email address will be
CupDrinker@chartermi.net.  Also any main brand items or
known companies are all owned by their respective companies.
This story is all pure fantasy.  Don't read any further if
you do not enjoy these types of stories.

    Ok, here is what happened in Chapter 8.  Chris and Avery are
in the building that Jesse is at to pick him up.  The two of
them decide to `snoop' around the building.  They find that
not only do they photograph the boys here, but that they
also do movies.  On the second floor, Jesse meets up with
the two, and Jesse gives them a tour of the new film
`Playtime'.  Jesse gives them the ends and outs of the
second floor, while introducing them to the director.  Chris
and Avery see three scenes that are being filmed, two of
them involving the co-stars who are twins.  On the third
floor Jesse introduces them to the `Boss', Nolan Thomas.
Avery recognizes Nolan as his team member during High
School.  Ok and now the ending paragraphs from Chapter 8..

Jesse led us up to a nicely crafted desk, which was in front
of a high backed leather chair.  "Boss this is Avery and
Chris."  Jesse backed away, and pushed us forward.  The
chair slowly turned around, I was waiting for this old man
to be sitting in the chair but I was shocked.

Jesse was introducing us, "Avery this is....."

    "Nolan Thomas."  I cut Jesse off.  Nolan graduated with me
in High School.  We played on the same football and baseball
teams.  I was the quarterback and Nolan was the star
receiver, I was the number one pitcher and Nolan was my
catcher.

    "You two know each other?"  Chris asked.

    "You can say that.  Well Avery I see that we are on opposite
sides again, aren't we?"

    "Well anytime you break the law, you could say that we are
on opposite sides."

    Jesse spoke up, "Well this is just weird.  Who would have
thought?"

Story - Avery's Boys
Chapter - Nine - Slave and Master found out

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    "Jesse, why don't you show Chris to the other rooms.  I
think that Avery and I should get caught up on our pasts."
And with that Jesse showed Chris out the door, and I was
left alone with Nolan.

    Nolan sat back down in his chair, behind his desk, while I
sat down in one of the chairs in front of it.  I couldn't
look at him in the eye, as my mind was trying to take in all
the imagines of the nude and semi-nude boys that were being
displayed on the tvs and up on the ceiling.  I was brought
back to reality when Nolan asked me if I wanted something to
drink.  I told him that a glass of water with three ice
cubes would be fine.

    "Still with the three ice cubes?  Don't you think it is time
to move on?"  Nolan laughed, and then pushed an intercom
button.  "Can we have one glass of water with three ice
cubes, and a SkyBlue?"  A few short seconds later a hidden
door opened up from the side of the room.  Out walked this
teenager, with messed up blonde hair wearing only a red
speedo.  He walked behind the desk and set down Nolan
bottle, and then walked in front of the desk.  I can say
that he purposely bent over to set my glass on the desk in
front of me.  As he walked away I saw a small smirk on
Nolan's face.  The boy exited the room, and went out the
same door he secretly came out of.

    "Was that necessary?"  I asked.

    "Why don't you have your water served that way?"

    I sat back in my chair taking a drink of water about every
minute or so, moving my eyes from Nolan to the reappearing
boys.  Nolan was talking about his life during and after
high school.

    "...I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life, during
our senior year in school.  It was during baseball season,
when I had to stay after practice because I was having
problems reading the pitch signs from the coach..."

    "I remember that.  It was just before our game versus St.
Paul, and you and I spent three hours on that field trying
to get our signs straight."  I knew exactly what he was
talking about, I was pissed that day because I had to stand
in the fucking heat, while Nolan was trying to get his
fingers pointed in the right spot in front of his crotch.

    "...right..so Coach John brought me into his office to find
out what was bothering me.  When I got to this office, his
door was open but he was gone.  So I sat down and started
looking down at the papers on his desk.  There were files
with all of the player's names on them.  I opened up my
folder to see not a stat sheet of baseball, but a stat sheet
about me.  There were pictures of me in the shower, I almost
shit myself seeing these pics of me soaping up.  I then went
to other files and picked up yours and saw the shit that he
had about you...."

    "No shit.  Coach John `John' John was spying on us in the
showers?"

    "And it just wasn't us, and the team but it was other teams
that played at our school.  I was flipping through the files
when Coach John came into the room.  I quickly threw the
files down, hoping that he wouldn't check me.  I thought he
would just ask me what my deal was on the field, but he
asked me if I liked what I liked.  I told him that I really
didn't mind seeing the other guys naked, but I didn't care
to see pics of me.  He told me that he and I could make
money selling pics of me, and that he has already made money
selling these photos of us in the shower.  I asked him how
he could do that, and that's when he brought me into this
world of entertainment.  I must say that Coach John pretty
much taught me everything I needed to know to get to where I
am."

    "But didn't Coach John get busted in a illegal porn raid?"

    "He did, but that is because he got too involved in trying
to unload some product.  I don't think that I will have that
problem.  I have made some pretty good connections in this
line of business, and if I go down, I plan on taking down a
lot of people with me."

    I felt a little uncomfortable when he said that.  I was
debating on whether or not I should leave, but then I
remembered that I still had no idea on why I was in this
room.  Shit all I did was try and pick up a neighbor kid,
and here I am sitting in the office of a porn producer.
"What..or should I say why am I here?  I would imagine that
you asked Jesse to get me here, but why?"

    "Wow F.B.I. agent man has finally connected on piece of the
puzzle.  I guess the question to your answer is in you.  I
didn't bring you here to have a mini class reunion, shit I
could care less on what you are up to, but I'm more
interested in what you might be up to.  I have connections
Av, and my connections have told me something about what
might happen to you.  I just wanted to let you know that I
am here and that if you have any questions you know where to
reach me."

    "Right.  Well Nolan if I ever want give up my career you
will be the first to know.  I don't know what your
connections have told you, or who they are, but I must
inform you that you have chosen the wrong person."  I placed
my glass onto his desk and stood up.  I stretched out my arm
to say goodbye.  "Well Nolan, again it has been a privilege,
and I'm glad that you have made something out of yourself."

    I turned and walked to the door, only to turn back around to
hear Nolan say something.  "Remember Avery, you have a gift.
I would now say that it is a curse now.  You know as much as
I do that you will never let down a friend.  Even if you do
not like what I have become, you know that you will have
nothing bad come to me."  I shut the door, and took a deep
breath.  Well, Nolan was correct.  I would never see a
friend get fucked up, if I could stop it.  I walked across
the room and exited the door and got into the elevator.  The
door opened up and I began looking for Chris and Jesse.  I
stepped out, when I heard my cell ring.

    "This is Avery."

    "Hey Avery, this is Rex.  I have a favor to ask of you."  I
could hear another voice in the background.

    "Yeah, what is it?"  I talked to him as I continued to walk
down the hallway.

    "Um..Kyle is here.  And he has finished cleaning up from the
party, and he wanted to know if I could stay with him at his
dorm?"

    I turned down the corner and saw the man at the front desk
standing in the middle of the hallway.  He looked at me, and
then started to walk towards me.  I froze in my tracks not
knowing exactly what was going to happen.  "Rex..that is
fine.  But I want you to leave the phone number of your
parents and the phone number of Kyle's room.  If you do that
then you may enjoy yourself."  I was hanging up the phone as
I heard the words "sweet, fuck, cum and condoms".  I put my
cell back into my pocket, and then turned my attention to
the man walking towards me.  I must have looked like a deer
caught in some headlights.

    "Yo.  You looking for Jesse?"

    "Yes I am."  He told me to follow him as he led me back down
the same hallway I just came from.  He stopped just in front
of the last door that Jesse had led us into.  "He is in here
with your friend."  He rather nicely opened up the door and
waved me into the room.  Once I was in he shut the door,
behind me.  There just like before, were banks of track
lights and wires going everywhere.  This time there was
someone and the control panel.  Blocking my view was a line
of men.  Some of them had hand held cameras, there were the
professional cameras, the same guy holding the mic and then
there were the rest holding still photo cameras.  I walked
to the end of the line of guys, to try and find Chris and
Jesse.

    The set was the same, from the scene before; it still had a
grill, picnic table and the fake background to look like a
wooded area.  Although I should have realized what was going
on, I really wasn't prepared for the scene.  I finally found
out why there were so many guys in this room.  The `dad'
from before was there along with the twins Micah and Nathan,
Patrick and Jamie from the shower scene were on the porch.
There were seven other boys scattered in twos around the
porch, and there paired up in the corner was Jesse and
Chris.  It seemed that this was the `main' scene in the
movie as the thirteen boys and the one guy were all naked.
Micah and Nathan were paired up together along with their
`dad'.  The dad had Nathan bent over the table, sliding his
cock into the boys ass.  Micah was standing over his
brother, feeding him his cock.

    I wondered how his man was chosen for this part.  Did he
have to go to film school?  I scanned the set as I watched
the pairs of boys sucking each other off.  The boys were
cute, all around the ages of ten through fifteen.  Each one
of them were smooth, and seemed that they were all
`prepared' for this.  Nathan and Jamie were right next to
Jesse and Chris.  Although Jamie was going to town on
Patrick's cock, Jesse and Chris were just kissing.  I kept
my eyes on Jesse and Chris and watched as Jesse wrapped his
legs around Chris, while Chris was supporting Jesse's weight
by holding him up.  Chris' rock hard cock was sliding in and
out of Jesse's perfect ass crack, and from my angle I could
see the drops of precum coming from it.  The scene was
nothing more than a boy orgy, intended to get any guy off at
least ten times during this scene.

    The `father' and `son' action kept on going, and the twin's
even switched positions so the dad could have more of Micah.
The other boys changed positions too, after they had enough
of sucking on each other.  I could see in their faces, as
the moved into they positions, on who was going to top who.
The boys fucked each other in long strokes, making sure that
if the main cameras came into their view that they would
give the viewers a show.  I watched as little Jamie got onto
all fours, as he waited for Patrick to fill his hole with
the teenagers erect cock.  The little boy didn't see to care
that he was going to feel certain pain from the larger
intruder that was bigger than his little hole.  Patrick
hacked up some spit and rubbed it onto his shaft, and then
wrapped an arm around Jamie's shoulder to make sure that the
boy would stay in his spot.  The boys were going condom
free, except for the `dad'.  Patrick lined up his cock and
pushed the entire length into the boy.  The boy must have
been high, because he made no noise at all, that was until
Patrick pinched him on his ass, which let out a scream.  The
cameras were now on these twos, and they seemed to shine in
the limelight.  Patrick was throwing back his head as he
slammed into the boy, whose fingers were digging into the
wood.  He was taking no mercy on the boy, as you could here
his hips slamming into the boys butt.  He would pull almost
all the way out then shove every inch back into the little
boy.

    The dozen men standing outside of the shot were all sporting
major hardons.  A couple of them had even taken out their
cocks and were vigorously stroking their dicks.  I too, was
having some problems with my straining cock.  My hands were
talking over my body as they started to massage my bulge
through my pants.  I willed myself to only take it that far,
not knowing what would come about if I dropped my pants and
wiped out my cock.

    The several sets of boys were nearing their peaks as their
voices were reaching their scream peaks, and their backs
were arching.  Patrick seemed to have the most control over
his pressure, as one group of boys after another started to
unload their loads onto the stomachs their partners.  Nathan
and Micah were enjoying themselves as Micah blew his load
onto his brothers' face.  Their `dad' in the movie climaxed
the same time that Micah was cumming.  The dad pulled his
throbbing cock out of the boy's ass and stroked it a few
times, and aimed his load onto the boy's stomach.  The only
couple not to finish was Chris and Jesse.  Both boys were
standing up, facing each other, as they stroked their cocks.
Jesse was the first to cum, as it dribbled down into this
fist.  Chris, who by know had an audience, first pointed his
cock at Jesse as he shot his first wad into his stomach.
Chris them turned to mark more of his territory, as he aimed
it at Jamie and Patrick.  He shot the last seven cum shots
onto the two boys; Jamie got the bulk of the load as he was
hit in the face and in his hair.  Patrick didn't enjoy the
fact that he was being `marked' by the new kid, as he wiped
the cum off of his chest and neck.  The cast and crew
couldn't believe that Chris was able to shoot out eight cum
shots, as every camera was pointed at Chris.

    The room now had a musky smell of sweat, sex, cum and that
noticeable smell of boy.  "AAAAANNNDDD
CCCCCCCUUUUUUTTTTTT!!!  Damn that was fantastic; you boys
are going to be stars.  Twins, you two were great.
Patrick...thanks for taking one for the team."  The French
director spoke to the cast, and then let them go for the
day.  "And remember, we are here tomorrow at 10am."

    Jesse ran up to me as the crewmembers were handing the boys
towels and handy wipes.  Jesse was cleaning off Chris' cum,
"So what did you think?"

    "I thought you said that your father wouldn't let you do
movies?"

    "One of the perks of not having him around.  Besides this in
my only scene in the movie."

    Chris was now standing next to Jesse, as he used on of the
handy wipes to clean his cock and right hand.  "So what's
the deal with this Chris?"  I asked.

    "Jesse and I were in here watching the scene when the
director wanted to add some more boys.  Since we were just
standing here, we volunteered.  I was hoping that I could
meet up with the twins, but I had to settle for Jesse."
Jesse told Chris to fuck off, as Chris joked and ran his
hand through the boy's blonde hair.  The boys were finishing
cleaning up when Patrick walked by.

    "I think this belongs to you, punk ass fucker."  Patrick
smeared some of Chris' cum onto Chris' face.  By now the
heat from the room and his skin temperature had pretty much
turned the white glob into a clear runny substance.  I
turned and watched the naked boy walk out of the room.

    "Dude you just pissed off Pat.  He is not one to mess with.
One time he was doing a man/boy scene, and the guy would
just shove his dick into Patrick's mouth, cause him to gag
every time.  Finally after three hours of gagging, Patrick
switched the guys' lube with Bengay.  The guys' dick was
never the same after that.  Patrick is more of the
dominating type."

    "Shit, I just did it for fun.  I played into the audience
that is going to watch this film."  Chris responded while
cleaning off his face.

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    The three of us got back into my suv, as Chris and Jesse sat
in the back seat, right next to each other.  I looked in the
mirror, to see two boys.  These boys looked sweet and
innocent, and just by looking at them you could/would never
guess what these two boys had just done.  I pulled out of
the parking lot, and headed back home.  As soon as I hit the
main road the boys were fast asleep, with Jesse laying his
head in Chris' lap.

    My cell rang, and I quickly answered it in hopes that I
would not wake them.  "Agent Douglas."

    "Hey Av this is Roxy.  I just wanted to let you know that
the agents are here waiting for you.  Would you like them to
wait in the house?"

    I looked at my watch.  I couldn't believe it, these agents
were actually early.  "Yes please.  Tell them that I will be
back home within twenty minutes."  I hung up my phone, and
started to scramble on a cover story for having some many
boys in my house.

    We pulled into the subdivision, and I turned down the road
that Jesse and I lived on.  I pulled into his driveway, and
turned in my seat to shake Jesse awake.  I told him that if
he needed anything that I would be home the rest of the
night.  Jesse opened up the door, and just before he stepped
out he leaned into Chris and planted a kiss onto his lips.
I watched as Chris returned the kiss, as they finally broke
their embrace.  I waited till Jesse opened up his house
door, and then I backed up and parked into my driveway.  I
locked up my car and then followed Chris into the front
door.  There I was meet by four agents.

    They informed me that Special Agent Smits had given me
control of the surveillances.  I gave them the grand tour of
the house and surrounding lawn layout.  We walked back out
to their issued cars, where I gave them my house and cell
number.  I told them were they could park, while they
watched over my house.  I let them go on their way, and
walked back into the house.  I really didn't want the agents
around watching me, but I knew that this was a no win
situation.  I met up with Roxy who gave me the paper that
Rex had left.  She kissed me neck and told me that she had
to go to the store for a quick shopping trip.  "Bye Rox see
you in four hours."  I yelled, getting a laugh from her.

    Bryan and Chris were in the living room, as both were asleep
on the floor.  I picked up my phone and dialed Rex's
parents.  His mother was the one to answer.

    "Hi.  This is Special Agent Douglas.  I work for the F.B.I."

    "We ain't no fucking terrorists!!"  The lady yelled in the
phone.

    "Well that is a plus.  I'm actually calling in regards to
your son Rex.  I found your son standing outside the local
mall..."

    "We have no son named Rex."  She was rather blunt about it.

    "Um...I actually believe that you do.  I just wanted to let
you know that he is staying in a nice home, until D.F.S. can
get involved and maybe bring him back home."

    "We don't want no cocksucker in our house.  You do know that
he sucks mens dicks, don't you?"

    I was a little stunned by her tone.  "I don't think that has
anything to do with any of this."

    "You tell that boy that if he comes close to us, his father
is going to shove something up his mouth that he won't ever
forget."  And with that, the conversation ended.  I'm sure
that she is a really nice person, in real life.  "Well Avery
you have a nice life."  I said to myself.

I had just set my phone down, when it rang.  I quickly
answered the phone in means of not waking Chris and Bryan,
but I couldn't get to it fast enough.  "Hello" I said.

"Special Agent Douglas, this is S.A. Johnson.  We have
contact with a black Suburban that is going down your
street.  It is now turning into your driveway.  Do you want
to authorize use of deadly force?"

I couldn't believe what I has hearing from this rookie
agent.  "Deadly force?  Are you fucking crazy?  We don't
live in Canada where you can come in with your guns waving
everywhere."  I walked up to the front window to try and see
who it was that was in my driveway.  "I can see the truck
now.  I do not know who this person is.  Just stay put, and
wait for a signal from me if I need help.  Do you
understand?"

"Sir, yes sir."

I opened up the foyer door, and was startled to see Bryan
and Chris standing behind me.  The person finally knocked on
the door.  I opened it up slowly; a little worried on what
might happen.  I was quickly calmed down, to see the same
blonde swim twink, who served my glass of water in Nolan's
office.  He smiled at me, and then leaned to the side to
smile at Chris and then at Bryan.

"Sir.  Mr. Nolan has asked me to deliver this package to
you."  He handed me a medium size paper bag, along with a
note.

"May I ask what is in this bag?"  I took the bag and set it
on the table, in the entranceway.

"I do not know what is in the bag, but I will say that Nolan
did spend some time, choosing this for you."  He started to
turn around, to get back into his truck when Bryan spoke up.

"Nice package."  The boy stopped, and I turned to give him
my best parental `shut up' look.

"Thanks.  I'm sure that you will enjoy it."  Again the boy
smiled, referring to both him and the package that he had
just dropped off.

I opened up the letter that was written by Nolan.  I
recognized his `L's'.  "Dear Avery.  Thank you again for
meeting with me today.  I know that this is a little strange
for you, but I know what you will be able to fit in.  I hope
that you will think LONG and HARD about your decision.
Thanks again, your good, new friend; Nolan."  I must have
read it aloud.

"Shit Av what the fuck is he talking about?  What the fuck
does he mean that you will be able to fit in?  Shit..are you
going to do some movies for him?"  Chris asked with super
speed, not really waiting for an answer.

I shut the door and walked into the living room, carrying
the paper bag.  "I don't know what he is talking about.  And
sadly I think that I would not be a good actor in his
movies."  I opened up the bag to see the `gift' that Nolan
had given me.  Inside the bag were half dozen movies, made
by Nolan's film company.  The names of the movies were
almost the same that Chris and I had looked at, while we
were looking at the posters inside the office building.  I
pulled a couple of movies out, to look at the covers.  I
gave Chris a `heads up' as I threw him and Bryan each a
movie.  We each read the movie summaries on the back of each
box, as we passed them around.  After we got to the end of
reading them all, we decided that we should check out the
movies to see if they were any good.

"Put in Hockey Nights, Av."  Chris asked.  "This should be
good, it stars that kid Patrick."

"Where did you boys go to?  Cause if you two went out to eat
with Jesse, and you guys get free porn movies, then I want
to go next time."  Bryan asked giving us both puppy dog
eyes.

I sat up and popped the dvd into the player.  "I don't think
that you would enjoy this place, Bryan.  It was more for us
grown ups."  Chris laughed as the picture came onto the
screen.

The film started off, with the outside of an ice arena, and
then the camera moved inside.  The scene showed a kid hockey
league game, with the boys shoving each other into the
boards as the camera panned the game.  The camera finally
settled on one boy, who seemed to be the best skater on the
ice.  Once we finally got to see his face, it was almost
like he seemed to stop skating as the boy stared into the
camera and then gave us a wink.  The camera then zoomed in
on to a guy that was taking pictures of the players.  As the
camera was on the man, it scanned him up and down and then
the man had to adjust his crotch.  The beginning of the film
continued as we watched the boys checking each other, and
passing the puck.  And almost on cue the main boy scored the
winning goal.

The camera followed the boys into the locker room, where
they all were smiling, and knocking their sticks on the boys
shin guards, in a way of saying congrats.  The camera pans
around the room, as the boys start to take off their
uniforms.  Some boys were quicker, as others talk about the
game or school.  As the boys are talking we see a naked body
streak across the screen.  The camera follows the naked boy
as he runs into the shower room, which is a giant open room.

The camera zooms out to show fifteen naked boys soaping
their hair and their bodies.  We saw the camera move from
boy to boy as each one smiled as the camera stop to watch
them shower.  The boys were in different forms of puberty
which could be easily be seen as the boys moved their hands
around the cocks.  It seemed that the boys aged from ten to
fourteen, with the main boy being the oldest.  The boy
finally entered the room, as the boys stopped washing their
bodies to stare at the boy.

"All right let the fun begin."  The boy spoke while standing
in the shower room doorway.  "As the game winning scorer,
and the rules that we have set up, I get to choose who gets
the award."  The boy looked around the room and then started
to walk around.  He walked past his teammates, as each one
seemed to hope that their captain Patrick would pick him.
It didn't seem that he was choosing his choice by his mind;
instead the camera showed that his dick would `twitch' every
time he walked past one of the boys.  It reminded me of
movies about the 1940's where people in the great plain
states would go out with sticks and when the sticks would
move and jerk, you would find water.  But in this case
Patrick and his stick was looking for a partner.

Patrick moved around the room, and each time he got to a boy
he would look down at his cock to see if it was twitching
just right.  He finally stopped in front of little four foot
five kid.  "Simon.  You backed me up today on defense, and
you played the best today.  Today's honor goes to you."  The
shower room went crazy with screams and applause from the
other teammates.  The camera moved back to Patrick as he led
the little defensemen to one of the end showerheads.  It
seemed to me that the boys knew what was going to happen, as
I watched Patrick head into the corner, turn on the
showerhead and lean against the wall.  The cameraman must
have sat on the floor as the camera was looking up at Simon
as he stood in front of Patrick.

"What an honor this is for you, Simon."  Patrick said, which
brought a smile to the boys face.  "If you are good, then
the next time I score a game winner I might choose you
again.  Would you like that?"

He finally got to hear Simon speak, as the three of sat and
watched with our mouths open waiting to see what was going
to happen next.  "I have waited every game to be chosen.
And to be chosen by you is the greatest thing that could
have happened."

"Well if you know what to do, I'm not going to stop you."
Patrick put his fingers around his semi-hard cock, and
started to stroke it.  "Have at it, little buddy."

Simon got down onto his knees and started to stroke his
teammates stiffing cock.  The stroking on his dick had
caused Patrick's dick to expand to his full six inches.
Although he wished that his member were longer, he was proud
of it and happy that it looked bigger against his small body
frame.  He looked down at Simon who had leaned his face and
smelled the fresh sweat that was still on him.  The camera
had panned around the room, to see the rest of the team
still soaping up, with a couple of them sporting hardons as
they watched the two boys, engaging in sex.  The camera got
back to the two boys, just in time to see Simon stick out
his tongue and lick his older partners ball sac.  Simon
continued to stroke Patrick's cock, as he suck on the boys
balls inserting one ball at a time into his mouth.

"Damn you are good.  I should have chosen you before."
Patrick was able to get out, as Simon finally started to
suck on his cock.  He bent his head down, to look at the
little boy trying to swallow every inch into his mouth.
Simon's hands started to rub the older boys toned thighs,
and then up to his defined chest, that was starting to show
after hours and hours of hockey workouts.  His little mouth
was doing wonders on Patrick's dick, as he managed to get
all but the last inch into this mouth.  Patrick moved his
hands onto Simon's head and was taking control, and started
to face fuck him.  His balls would smack up against his
chin, as Patrick finally got the last inch of his cock into
the boys mouth.  He could feel the head of his manhood
rubbing up against the back of Simons throat.

By now most of the other team members had left the shower
room, but there was a few that had stayed around to see the
rest of the show.  They still stayed underneath their
showerheads, as each had begun to slowly stroke their pre-
teen cocklets.  As the boys on the film were starting to get
their rocks off, Chris, Bryan and I wanted to get our rocks
off.  The three of us all moved onto the living room couch.
Before we sat down, we each unbuttoned our pants and threw
them onto the floor.  We sat on the couch and as we fished
out growing cocks out of the flies in our boxers.  Our eyes
were glued onto the flat screen tv that was mounted on the
wall.

When we got back to watching the screen, the two boys had
changed their positions.  While Patrick was still standing,
Simon too was standing in front of him.  Patrick grabbed
Simon on the shoulders and moved him so he faced the wall.
Patrick stood behind, as he slipped his hand between the
back of Simons thighs.  He slapped his hand against each
thigh, making the boy move his legs farther apart.  Once he
made sure the boy was giving him ample access to his ass, he
moved his hand to the boys face.  "Ok Simon it is time to
become a man.  Are you ready?"

The camera zoomed into the boys face, as water was flowing
down from the showerhead and onto the boy's body.  "I have
waited for this since the season started."  Simon said.  He
noticed Patrick's hand in front of his mouth and he knew
what he wanted.  He hacked up some spit, and spit it into
the open hand.  The camera followed Patrick's hand as it
traveled down to his dick, as he covered it with the spit.
He lathered up his dick, and then slowly pushed his hips
forward.  His dick seemed to know where to go, as the head
of his teenage dick touched Simons little hole.  The camera
stayed on Patrick's dick as it just stayed there, waiting to
enter his young friend.

Our wait was over, as Patrick finally began to push into
Simon.  He began to scream in pleasure, as Patrick's tool
began to stretch his hole.  He reached his arms to wrap
around Patrick, to bring him closer as he was slowly
inserting himself into the boy.  His ass was quivering as
Patrick finally pushed it all in.  He held the position for
a minute, so the boy could get use to having his hole being
intruded.  Once he couldn't wait any longer, Patrick began
to withdraw until just his head was still inside and then he
was slowly shove it back in.  The camera panned the room
again, showing just the half dozen boys that had stayed to
see the free show.  They were scattered about the room, as
they continued to stroke their hard cocks.  Bryan, Chris and
I were pleased when the camera went back to the two boys.

Patrick was picking up his pace, as the camera was picking
up the slapping sounds of Patrick slamming up against Simon.
Patrick had placed his hands on Simon's hips as he was
pushing the boy into him, while he shoved into the boy.
Patrick was now slamming into the boy, as he was getting
close to scoring again.  The camera kept on going from
Patrick's face, to Simon's face to Patrick cock sliding in
and out of Simon's hole, which was starting to turn red.
"Ohhhhhhhh....keep on shoving it it....shove it in
farther..."

"You fucking love this don't you?"  Patrick asked, as he
leaned in and started to lick Simon's earlobe.  Patrick
waited for an answer, but he didn't hear one.  To make the
boy talk he bit down on Simon's ear, causing him to scream
in pain.  "Answer me when I ask you a question.  Do you want
to be picked again?"

"Please don't be mad at me.  I wish I could be picked every
game....I love you Patrick, I wish I could be with you
forever."

"Well we can see what we can do....."

Patrick's voice trailed off, as he pulled out of Simon.  He
grabbed hold of his slick cock and started to stroke.  The
camera zoomed in on the head of his cock, just as it was
opening up and starting to shoot his cum.  Patrick was
screaming, as he blew his load onto the back of Simon.

Simon too, started to scream as he was madly fisting his
boyhood to reach himself to orgasm.  He tried to bring
himself to climax, and was brought there further when
Patrick shoved three fingers into his gaping hole.  Patrick
knew that Simon was a little too young, by a year or two, to
produce sperm but this didn't stop his young friend from
trying.  Soon, Simon was moaning at the top of his lungs as
his body began to freeze up, as Patrick and himself had
brought him to a dry orgasm.

The scene on the tv was too much for the three of us, as we
had brought ourselves to cumming onto our shirts.  "Shit.  I
knew we forget to do something, we forgot to take off our
shirts."  Screamed Chris, as we sat there with white spots
over our shirts.  Chris began to take off his shirt, so his
eight cum spots would not dry on his shirt.

"Wait!"  Bryan said.  "I'll clean them up for you."  Bryan
sat up, with his semi-hard cock sticking out of his boxers.
Chris and I maintained out hardons, as sort of a bet to see
who could last the longest before it got soft.  We watched
as Bryan leaned in and began to lap up, like a cat, the
puddles of spoog on Chris' tshirts.  Once we finished with
Chris he came over to me and did the same to my eight
puddles.  Once he finished with me, he took off his shirt
and began to eat his own cum, like the candy dots that are
on the paper (yeah you know what I'm talking about).

The three of us sat there as the movie continued on to a new
scene, which involved a guy in his twenties and two young
teenage boys.  We sat there, like we were watching a home
movie.  The only thing missing was the popcorn and the
annoying relatives.  We were just zoning into the movie,
when Bryan stood up and turned to look at us.

"Avery you have been so good to me.  You have been about as
nice as my parents were, that I could remember.  I just wish
that there is something that I can do to repay you."

"Thanks for the kind words, Bryan, but you really don't have
to do anything at all.  I get paid to help people out, so
what I'm doing is nothing that I wouldn't have done
anyways."

"No for real.  I should be repaying you.  And I have been
thinking about what I can do for you.  No before you say
anything, I just want to let you know that no matter what;
I'm going to do this.  So there is no way that you can talk
me out of this.  Because you have saved me from the old man,
I have decided that I will become your slave and you will be
my master."

"Fuck I can live with that."  Chris piped up.

"Wait a minute Bryan.  Do you know what you are saying?  I
have seen stuff like this before, and it is not a bed of
roses.  I mean Bryan what you are talking about is what the
old man had you doing?"

"No it's not.  I never wanted to have sex with the old man,
but I do with you.  If you don't want me to be your slave
just let me know and say that I can be Chris' slave."

I could tell in the look in his eyes that Bryan was not
joking with this and that he really thought that this was
his best way of repaying me, for just doing my job.  "Fine,
but you only have to do what you want to do.  I won't be
making you get on your hands and knees scrubbing the floors
or shit like that.."

"That's ok.  If you want me on my hands and knees then that
is where I will be."

"What about me?  I mean does the same offer apply to me?
Chris asked, not wanting to miss out on any forms of sex.

"Sorry Chris, but it was really Avery who saved me.  I mean
get real, you lived two floors above me for more that six
months, but it was Avery who was in the building for a few
hours that finally helped me out."  The look is Chris' eyes
went from pleading to shame.  "But if Avery says that it is
ok, and he doesn't want to use me for the day, then he can
let you have me."

This brought a smile back to Chris' face.  He looked over at
me, and smiled again when he could read in my mind that I
was going to let Chris use Bryan.

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Ok so thus ends the much-anticipated chapter 9.  Hopefully
the next one will not take as long, but please give me some
slack, when writing.  Again you can reach me at
CupDrinker@aol.com or you can reach me at
CupDrinker@chartermi.net.