Date: Sat, 07 Jan 2006 12:56:11 +0000
From: JW
Subject: Billy, Hell and Hope V

   When Hope arrived, the boys were "swordfighting." Bill had a
disadvantgage in that his erection pointed 45 degrees toward the ceiling and
he had to hold it down to the horizontal to be effective. Hell, as usual,
was leaking oil like an old Jaguar. Before there was a word said, Hope began
peeling off her clothes.

   "OK, guys, today you're going to teach me how to mast..jack off a boy and
the art of fellatio."

   "Fella what?" said Bob.

   "Blowjob to you," said Hell.

   "Now which one of you ejaculates the more forcefully?"

   Hell said, "If you mean who shoots the farthest, that would be Bill."

   "But if you mean who shoots the most, that is Hell. But it's hard to know
how much is real jizz and how much is precum," said Bob.

   "Well, then, I'd like Bob to stand up while I sit and watch Hell do the
blowing. But I want you to talk to us, Bob, and tell what you are feeling
and what he is doing since Hell is too much of a gentleman to talk with his
mouth full. And for sure I want you to let us know when you're getting close
to cumming so I can finish you off by hand and watch you pop off."

   Hell, an inch away from Bob's throbbing cock, said "I know this is going
to be tough on you, Bob, but anything to help educate a friend, right?" and
he stuck his tongue out and began by lidking Bob's scrotum, what there was
left of it - Bob's balls were tucked up next to his rod and almost all the
skin of his ballsac was stretched over Bob's 7 1/2 inch dick.Then he began
to lick his way slowly up Bob's penis concentrating mostly on the underside.
When he got to the 'g string' just under the engorged deep red helmet, Bob
began to moan.

   "Talk to me, Bob. I don't think those groans are pain. What's it feel
like?", said Hope.

   "Triple the sensation of the shaft and about double the sensitivity of
the tip.He's being very slow and gentle but it doesn't take a lot of this to
make me want to unload. Now, by sucking the tip, he's teasing but it feels
great. Ahh, now he's massaging my peehole with his tongue and ahhh, wow  is
that something. Now he's swirling his tongue around the head, stopping to
give the g string extra attention." In a moment, Hell had swallowed all but
the last inch of Bob's dick and his throat was working - he was obviously
swallowing. "Oh, Jesus, that's so awesome, I can't last very long now...."

   "Quit, Hell, I want him to calm down a bit or the fun will be too soon
ended." Then she reached over to her jeans,  pulled out a rubber glove, and
said "I stole this from Dad. He uses these to shine shoes and work on the
car so he doesn't get his hands all stained. Wouldn't do as a dentist to
work on a patinent with dirty looking hands." She then pulled the glove onto
her left hand,  anointed the thumb with her flowing pussy juice, and painted
Bob's asshole. Then the index finger went from her snatch to Bob's pucker,
and she gently slid it in. "I want to know if you get the same anal
contractions with orgasm as I do. Hey, what's this hard lump up here at the
tip of my finger?"

   "Prostate", said Hell. "Rub it a little and he'll go ballistic."  And Bob
did suck in  a deep breath and grunt.  Now stroke the shaft, slow and
gentle.


   "Too hard, you're holding on too tight." said Bob.

   "Just tight enough to slide the skin, but it feels good to squeeze the
head firmly once in a while." said Hell.

   By now Hell was stroking himself and Hope asked "Hey, rub my clitty a
little. I've got both hands full and I'm hotter than Hell."

   "Oh, God, I want to cum." said Bob. I'm getting close and I'm so hard I"m
afraid this thing is going to split open like an overcooked hotdog!"  But
instead, Hope shifter her attention to Bob's cockhead and began to gently
slide her finger over it, lubed by the now considerable precum leaking out
of his swollen member. "Ohmigod, let me cum! I'm teetering on the edge."
Hope by now had a huge grin and instead of granting his wish, she moved to
his g string and stroked it with a circular motion. "Ah, Hope, you bitch, DO
ME! This is torture!"  Then she felt his prostate swell and get harder,
while his helmet swelled even further and began to turn dark purple. "Oh. O,
O, Ohhhh." yelled Bob.  Hope felt the first spueeze of his asshole on her
probing finger and she pulled her hand off his cock. His penis jerked upward
and with the second squeeze, a long rope of boycum shot out. "Oh, O, O, OHH,
AGGhhhhhh!" and the fifth squirt went 5 feet across the room and splattered
on the kerosene lantern. "Ogod, o, o, o, mmmmm. whew." said Bob and the cum
had become only a few drops of this dishwater consistency. Hope withdrew her
finger and shifted her attention to Hell who not began to drop his load.

   "Unnnnnh, Unhh. Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uhh, uhhhhhh." from Hell, who, Hope
nioticed, did shoot a larger stream, but on thinner consistency than Bob and
only a foot or two in length.

   "Oh, Hell, don't quit on me, I'm almost, almost, eee, EEEEEEE, eeeee."
And, Hell, always a curious fellow shoved his thumb in her love hole and
felt the opening spasm. "eeeee, ahhhh, ah, ah, don't quit, just go gently,
ah, ah, ahhhhhhh. Oh GOD!" And then she giggled.  "I do feel sorry for the
atheists who don't have anybody to talk to when they cum." she said. Better
clean up that lantern well or it will stink to high heaven the next time you
light it. Wow, what an afternoon! How about tomorrow?

   "Shit," said Bob, "I've got to go to Davenport to visit my cousins."

   "I'll be here," said Hell.

   "Goody, same time, same place," said Hope

To Be Continued