Date: Thu, 29 Apr 2010 07:54:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rover
Subject: Borit Island Boys part 5

News release- AP

The much anticipated United nations report on the nation of Borit Island's
liberal sex laws has finally been released. Much to the disappointment of
groups such as MADF (mothers against drunk fuckers) and other such advocacy
groups, the report was rather favorable towards the emerging island
nation. Gloria Lezzie, the group spokeswomen (correct to spokesperson)
immediately assailed the report claiming it was slanted by its all male
investigative team. Mike Harder, chief investigator quickly dismissed her
claims.

"We spent a full three months on the island", he said. "We worked night and
day looking thoroughly and deeply into the matter. We held countless
private interviews that sometimes lasted hours, both with a single
investigator and quite often as a group. We probed the subject very, very
thoroughly".

Ms Lezzie countered with what she claimed was evidence of impropriety,
namely the accounts for the trip. Several were for a sizable amount and
were to establishments such as the "Boy Butt Inn" and the "Youngest Boys
Hotel"

Mr. Harder shrugged off the complaint. "There are no Best Westerns on the
island" he said.

News Release- Borit Times

A shining new mall is scheduled to open at the corner of Palm Street and
Valley Drive. This mall will feature te best that Borit Island has to offer
its new economy.

Mr. Jared Mercer, the manager pointed with pride at the new stores.

"It has everything for both visitor and resident alike" he beamed. Aside
from the latest in fashions at stores and a great smelling chocolate
factory outlet, a lingerie store featured live boy maniquins. across the
hall a store filled with every toy imaginable, mainly anal butt toys was
followed by a fully stocked wii and game boy store. "For the treats after
the trick" he beamed. "We have thought of everything".

Perhaps a first in the nation was a store set up for rentals. There were
new releases as well as well used ones on the sale rack. There was even a
clearance section. The rental rates were quite reasonable with stiff late
fees.

The boys in the store were all dressed in identical green swim suits for
easy inspection and were sorted by size.. A number was assigned each one
and a bar code around each ones wrist for easy checkout.An undressing room
in the back allowed through inspection of the rental before checkout.

"Borit Island is mainstreaming its economy", Mr. Mercer said proudly. "This
mall takes our boys proudly out of the shady back street alleys and
displays their beauty for all to see".

The Mall will operate 20 hours a day starting this Saturday.

Part 4

Phil Jerker wandered through the living room of his house. It was a cozy
room in a cozy house. Like all of the rows of houses in this newer
subdivision with its single story one bedroom layout. All the houses were
painted in subdued pastels and each had a small lawn and a white picket
fence.

Phil gazed appreciatively at the clean well kept neighborhood. Like so many
others he was a new arrival at this island nation, drawn here by the good
pay his company offered as well as "benefits" that came with living here.

He was reasonably good looking young executive. Early thirties, fairly fit
from his daily regimen of exercise, 6 foot with closely cropped brown
hair. The tropical climate agreed with him and he was now a deep
tan. Around the house he dressed casually with flip flops, a tank top and
running shorts.

An early failed marriage had left him restless and when the opportunity to
relocate had come up.....well the rest was history and he hadn't looked
back.

His current houseboy was Sammy, a impish kid with a big grin. A hot ass
too. Phil didn't keep any boy around too long. There were plenty to choose
from and he didn't like to become too attached. They were so cute and
likeable, afterall. He had changed since coming here. He was now a very
sexual man. No intimacy, no romantic twinges for him. He was totally self
centered in sex, thinking only of himself. And he seemed to think of sex a
lot these days. Not that that was much different that the others in the
neighborhood. Sure, some of the guys got attached to "their" boys.  They
still fucked them. Nearly every night. Some difference!


He gazed out at Sammy, playing in the street with a group of other kids. He
was laughing and having a good time with the street-ball game they had
going. Phil grinned mirthlessly. A typical street scene. Except Sammy's ass
was probably still leaking cum from the hard fucking he had received a few
hours ago. Some of the other boys probably were too.

He thought of how different his life was from in the states. It was really
his ex-wife that had driven him to come here. Her and that nasty lawyer of
hers. He and that bitch and the court ordered divorce decree. As if he
could just squeeze $150 grand out of his ass. When the company had offered
him a position out of the country he had jumped on it. Sure the salary was
lower but he would have been ancient before he could have been out of debt
back "home". And he hadn't even realized all the benefits until he got
here. No wonder hundreds of his co-workers had relocated!


Some of them would probably be over later when the guys joined him for the
weekend barbecue. The boys would too. They all enjoyed the social get
together. It was the mid westerner in him that couldn't resist the good
time of an old fashioned barbecue.

He headed out to his Jetta parked in the tidy driveway and headed to the
mall. He didn't bother to tell Sammy where he was going. Hey if he wandered
off or went home he would simply fetch another. It was that simple here in
the "new" Borit way of life.

He liked the new mall. It was near his subdivision and so convenient. It
had everything he needed in one location. He had his shopping list so as to
not forget anything for the party.

He shopped quickly and efficiently.

Chips- check
Beer- check
A huge bag of ribs


In the toy store he got some wii games for the boys for when they got bored
around the adults. Mario Speedway this time.

In the shop named "Etc..."  he got two nice large sized dildos and two new
thongs as well as two new tubes of "Boy Butt" jell. He went through a lot
these days.

Whistling he entered the rental shop. It was so convenient and well
lit. While it was crowded with patrons there was a nice selection still
there. A lot of the patrons spent an inordinate amount of time making their
choices. Poking prodding. Not Phil. He was efficient with his shopping
time.

In the new release section he picked out a suitable cute boy. Short and
quite plump. He liked them plump and was surprised that few others did. The
boy gave him a grateful grin and followed him on his shopping.

In the "bargain bin" he chose 3 of the older boys. They were about 14 and
were probably on their way onto other careers, like say school. They had a
strange schedule on this island. School years were from about 12 to
22. Definitely odd but another change their esteemed leader had made.

The four boys followed him to the checkout. They all had tags that the
efficient clerk rang up. Phil whipped out his visa gold and presto was on
his way. It was a tight squeeze in the Jetta with the boys, the groceries
and all but he was home in no time.

It was a cheery afternoon at the neighborhood. Phil got the ribs simmering
in his special sauce and the boys all joined in the game outside. When all
was cooking away Phil summoned the new plump boy inside. He came in gamely
ready for a break from the exerting game. Phil grinned his private grin. He
was loving life here and was ready for a nice afternoon fuck while dinner
cooked.

The smell of ribs wafting in the air, Phil leisurely stripped and the fat
boy did the same. The boy looked apprehensive of the big foreigner but
submissive. He leaned over the corner of the bed leaving his plump cheeks
exposed.

Phil wasn't much for words or foreplay. He played with the cute exposed
hole, lightly applying a thin layer of "Boy Butt" lube. The hole tightened
inadvertently, getting a sharp slap from Phil. He was getting into his
"zone" now with his hardening and reddened cock rising to full
attention. The boy looked truely worried at the size. He had problaly only
seen the skinning island variety, Phil smirked to himself. His was only 7
and a half but nearly as round as a beer can.

The sudden thrust caught the boy by suprise and he winced and closed his
spincter. Phil, angry now slapped the boy and pushed hard. The bulbulous
head got past the ring and with a groan the boy gave in and whimpered as
the fat cock slid in farther and farther.

His balls had barely slapped the boys ass when the fucking started. Phil
was not a gentle man and thrust each thrust with a grunt. The boy,
whinpering still let out a bleat with every time the mans cock bottomed out
in his little hole. The fat boy cheeks gave a satisfying slap slap as Phil
set up a steady rythm.

Phil was tireless in sex and fucked steadily for a long time, much longer
than the boys uncle had fucked him when he "got him ready" last week. He
definitely did not enjoy this mans big cock and hard fucking but it didn't
hurt too bad. His little tiny penis swung around uselessly as the fucking
continued.

Finally, after what seemed like forever to the boy the mans huge cock
expanded even more and exploded into his ass chute.

Phil panted for a few minutes. The kid wasn't too bad. In a few minutes he
slapped the kids ass, gesturing for him to go back out to play.

It was time to start the barbecue!

He had a ritual for the lighting of the grill. He always used the certified
letters from his ex's lawyer. Hehe they could send as many as they wanted!
The bastards. It made him feel smug as he watched the ashes curl and float
away.

He scratched his damp flaccid cock through his leisure shorts. His tight
abs were still sweaty and he smiled as he gazed at the playing boys. Now
two of the little runts had an ass full of his cum.

He summoned the teens from the rental shop over. They could at least help a
bit! They set up the lawn furnature and then, as the neighbors arrived with
a "howdy" and "smells awesome!" comments, the boys drug out the wrestling
mats. The neighbor men grinned at that. They loved a good wrestling game!

Phil cursed a bit when the meat was put on the grill. "Damn!" he muttered
as he burned a finger. it was a weekly event too.

The guys all grabbed a brew and kicked back on the chairs. They were all
from the states, a little band of ex-pats. They watched in a leisurely
fashion as the older boys slathered themselves with oil from head to
toe. Phil, busy at the grill, grunted in their direction, indicating for
all three to undress. All three shucked their trunks and shorts without
hesitation.

Soon it was time for the wrestling matches! Phil gave a little whistle call
and the first two started. They really went at each other! Trying over and
over, the boys tried to grasp each other and toss the other on the mat. The
slippery oil kept the boys from getting a grip.

The free swinging penis', with a scruff of new hair were typical islander
versions, smallish and short. Both stiffened to their full three inches
with the erotic exertion. One boy even grabbed the other by the balls in an
effort for a hold. The other yelped and the watching men, erections of
their own clearly showing through their shorts and cutoffs, all winced in
unison.

Finally one overpowered the other and down they went in a slippery splooshy
thud.

The boys were panting hard and the victor held up his hand with a big grin.

The winning boy was quickly proffered one of the smaller boys that were
watching as well. Phil didn't mind it was his own Sammy. He was the cutest
one by far. The oily boy, still on the mat easily entered the little guy,
his cock small by comparison to Phils. The teen fucked Sammy on all fours
on the matt in front of the beer drinking men and their boys. The barbeque
was going well.

The losing teen looked questioningly at Phil when he angrily gestured at
him. "You lost bitch", he growled, and pushed him towards the mat. One of
the men, knowing the rules to Phils wrestling game pushed the boy down on
all fours and after lowering his pants thrust his rock hard member into the
boy.

All of these men had active sex lives so they were in no hurry once they
were in a nice new tight hole. The teen was fucked steadily while the
barbeque sizzled.

A full 20 minutes of heavy thrusting later the sweating man finally
came. Another man took his place. The teen was fucked a third time before
Phil anounced dinner served.

The table was piled high with ribs, salads and the deserts the neighbors
brought, The whole crowd of men, boys and the three teens feasted until
they could eat no more. With a satisfying belch Phil indicated to the
winning boy to wrestle the third.

It was a great match with all the smaller boys yelling, the men hollering
and the wrestlers giving their utmost to the contest. Finally one boy was
hopelessly pinned writhing to no avail under his victor.

"Fuck, him, fuck him" the smal crowd chanted. The winning teen grinned and
mounted his vanquished foe. Fucking him with rapid rabbit like motions the
boy quickly shot his wad into the loser. Two other men then took their turn
before the little backyard party started winding down.

It was a cool tropical evening now and the men, with their boys started to
filter off home. The tip jar for the teens was overflowing bringing a cheer
to the boys. Three of the neighbors took a teen home with them, promising
Phil that they would return them to the shop.

"You pay the late fees if yur don't" he quipped.

Phil wandered back inside with Sammy and the fat kid trailing behind. He
actually decided he preferred the fat one and was silently making plans to
keep him on for awhile.

Another Borit Island evening was coming to a close. The neighborhood was
once again peaceful and quiet. Except the faint squeaking of bed springs
coming from nearly every cozy house.