Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2013 18:31:33 -0500
From: Jon Steynbeck <jon.steynbeck@gmail.com>
Subject: Boy Brothel 8

Many thanks for all the suggestions and requests.  I hope this fantasy is
as satisfying for you as it was for me.

Boy Brothel 8

Jon.steynbeck@gmail.com


One of the policies I instituted a few months back was date night.  I
believed the connection between the boys and some of the staff was too
business oriented and the boys, particularly, needed a chance to get to
know some of the staffers on an equal level.  Date night was a chance for
staff and boys to spend time together on a level playing field.  A man
could ask a boy on a date and the boy could say no; or, the boy could
inquire about the activities expected during the date and then turn down
the request, or set limits.  It was fairly obvious from my investigations
after the first couple of months that most of the dates ended in bed.  But,
as long as it was a mutual decision, the boys would feel as if it was their
decision and not a result of pressure.  The only rule I made sure was
always followed involved limits on how many times a man could ask the same
boy out in any given month.  Only one date a week was allowed and no more
than once a month with the same boy.

I had a free Friday night coming up so decided I would have my first date.
I had been eyeing an 11 year old boy named Adam.  He was a really bright
kid with an outgoing and frank personality, who would tell you what was on
his mind without a second thought.  He was average height with a svelte
body and the cutest butt I had ever seen.  I am a total sucker for a cute,
round boy butt.

I approached him as he was lounging around the pool on Thursday and asked
him if he would like to have a date with me that Friday.  He looked at me
silently for a moment then asked, "what do you want to do?"

"I was thinking we could just hang out at my bungalow for a while.  Nothing
special," I answered.

"Dressed or naked," he asked

"I'm gonna be naked.  It's my favorite type of clothing," I laughed.  "But,
you come as you like."

"Cool," he said, grinning.

I looked forward to my date all day Friday.  I wanted to get to know him.
If we made love, fine.  If we didn't, that would be fine, too.

Friday evening I was just lounging in my bungalow when he knocked on the
door.  I answered , finding him smiling and naked.  I tousled his hair as
he came in.

"I've been looking forward to this all day," I told him.

"Me, too," he smiled up at me.

"C'mon over here, I want to get your opinion on something," I said by way
of breaking the ice and getting him on the bed.

I climbed on the bed and lay on my back.  He followed, sitting cross legged
next to me.  I grabbed a couple of hard foam wedges covered in terry cloth
from the side of the bed.  I handed them to him to inspect and he studied
them for a moment.

"What are these for?" he asked, as he turned them over in his hands.

"You put them under your back when you want to raise you butt up," I
chuckled.

He smiled, "I get it."

"So, what do you think?" I asked.

"Awesome, I could have used this one last week," he said holding the
thicker one up to me.  "I was with a guest and he fucked me on my back for
so long my legs got really tired."

With that he put the thick one on the bed and laid his butt on it.  Lifting
his legs he looked over at me and grinned.  "This is way cool.  My legs
just stay up without me having to hold them."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking," I said. "And, the covers are removable
for washing.  I expect they'll be covered in cum after one use."

He laughed as he rolled off the foam, ending up on his side right up
against me.  I put my arm out and he laid his head on it, his face near my
shoulder.

"So, how's it been going." I asked, "You still like what you do?"

"Yeah, it's great," he answered.

"Any bad times," I asked.

"Not really bad," he began.  "I had a guest a few weeks ago that smelled
really, REALLY BAD."

"That sucks," I said sympathetically.  "What did you do?"

"At first, I didn't know what to do.  I didn't want to piss him off by
telling him he stunk.  But I was gonna puke if I had to be really close to
him.  Then I told him his cologne was kinda strong and it was gonna give me
an asthma attack."

"You have asthma?" I interrupted.

"Naaa, but he didn't know that," he laughed.  "so then I talked him into
going to the Virgin Angel baths together so he could have it washed off.
We did it and he really liked the bath so it was way cool, anyway."

"Damn, Adam, you are amazing," I said rolling over to face him. "I'm not
sure I would have thought of that.  We gotta tell the other boys about what
you did in case they have the same problem."

"Well, you gotta think fast if you know you are going to puke," he laughed.

I laughed with him, then asked, "and what about great times with guests?
Any of those."

"Oh yeah," he said excitedly.  "I was with a guest last month who was
really hot.  We spent an hour making out and cuddling before he fucked me.
He had a kind of curved cock and when he finally got inside me he went real
slow and was rubbing that hot spot over and over with his cockhead.  It
felt AWESOME, and I had two orgasms before he filled me with cum.  It took
almost half an hour before he came, too."

"That's hot," I said enthusiastically.  "I'm so glad you can have a guest
once in a while that really turns you on."

He smiled and was quiet for a moment, "they all turn me on, just some more
than others."

I wasn't sure if the little con wasn't telling me what he thought I wanted
to hear.  If he was, it was ok anyway.  He didn't reach his status at the
resort by being totally innocent.

I pulled him to me and gently kissed him on the forehead as I wrapped my
arm around him.  He snuggled closer and nuzzled my neck.

We lay there quietly as I alternated running my fingers through his sandy
blonde hair and then down his smooth back.  He put his free hand on my
chest and ran his fingers through the thick hair on my chest, occasionally
grabbing a handful and playfully pulling on it.

With my arm still holding him I rolled on my back and pulled him on top of
me.  He was stretched out straight on my body with his legs together
between my open legs and his head on my chest.  The top of his head was
under my chin and I could smell the puppy smell of his hair.  We both were
totally relaxed and quiet for a long while, enjoying the full body contact.

I moved my hands to his back and took turns gently rubbing it and dragging
my fingernails up his spine.  He let out a low pleasurable moan.
Eventually, my hands came to rest on his round butt.  A young boy's butt is
in my estimation, the most sensual part of his body.  Nothing feels better
than a boy's ass.  The soft mounds feed every part of my needs.  They are
as smooth as skin can possibly be, they are the perfect softness, and the
perfect shape and size for two hands.  It helps that in the center is the
deep, buttery tunnel that provides so much pleasure to an aroused man.

I stroked and kneaded his ass cheeks for a long time.  While it aroused me
somewhat, I was getting most of my pleasure just from being silent and
feeling so many parts of my body in direct contact with a sweet boy.

As I enjoyed is soft mounds he opened his legs to the outside of my thighs
and brought his knees up alongside my rib cage.  His butt tightened up from
the straddling and it exposed his tight little rosebud.  I knew he was
inviting me to explore and I didn't need a second invitation.  I grabbed a
tube of cocoa butter I had placed strategically on the bed and put a small
dab on my fingertip.  I moved my hand back down to his ass and let my
buttered finger come to rest on his tight ring.  I smeared the butter
around his hole then gently rubbed his pucker with my finger.  I didn't put
a lot of pressure because I wasn't anywhere near ready to penetrate him.  I
wanted to let him feel the pleasure of a finger gently massaging his outer
ring.  From the soft moans he was obviously enjoying it.

I would occasionally move my greased finger down to his perineum and stroke
it softly which would cause him to clench up a little, from the pleasurable
sensation.  I could feel his cock harden on my stomach, but he made no
effort to hump me as most boys would do when hard and aroused.

I moved my finger back to his hole and ran it around the edge, then put
enough pressure on the hole to feel it open slightly, after which I would
ease on the pressure.  His little boy pussy was quivering gently from my
stimulation.

I whispered to him, "can I eat you pussy for a while?"

He didn't answer but rolled off me and pulled his legs up to his chest, a
clear signal he wanted it.

I took the thicker of the two wedges and as I lifted his butt and slid it
under him, said, "might was well give this a try."

He scootched around till he was comfortable and his cute butt was hanging
slightly over the edge of the foam.  Climbing below him I lay on my
stomach.  By lifting my head my mouth was right over his waiting boy hole.
I slid my hands on either side of the wedge till they were under him, then
put my flat tongue on his delicious cunt.  My nose was almost touching the
soft spot between his balls and his hole and I drew in a deep breath,
relishing the wonderful aroma of musky boy ass.

I worked my tongue round and round his tight rosebud, making no effort to
penetrate his hole with my tongue.  I was savoring the most delicious
flavor and texture known to man, a boys tight asshole.  Occasionally I
would slide up and suck his nutsack into my mouth and swirl his almonds
around in my mouth, sucking each in turn and making his cock bounce on his
belly.

Even though I hadn't penetrated his hole with my tongue, I could feel it
opening slightly, the normal reaction of a boy who has enjoyed the
pleasures of being mounted by men with aroused cocks.

I looked up at him and said, "I got this new toy recently.  Wanna try it?"

Looking down at me between his legs he simply shrugged.

I took the toy off the headboard and showed it to him.  It was a thin,
curved plastic tube with a small, soft rubber egg on one end, and golf ball
sized ball on the other.  On the shaft was a thick rubber ring that could
slide up and down the shaft.

"What's that do?" he asked, staring at it.

"I'll show you, but I think we need to switch to the small wedge," I said
as I pulled the thick wedge out from under him.

He settled himself on the wedge as I put a small amount of the cocoa butter
on the smaller end of the toy.  When it was buttered up I placed the little
egg up to his ring and pushed it slowly inside him.

"I'm going to try and find your sensitive spot with the tip.  Tell me when
I am touching it," I instructed.

He lay there quietly, concentrating on what I was doing inside him.

"There, no back a little, there, there, stop," he said, a slight moan
escaping him.

I held the device in place then slid the thick ring down the shaft till it
was in contact with his pink ring.

"Now, as long as the ring is on your pussy, and the other end is straight
up, the bulb will stay on your hot spot," I told him, grinning.  Then, I
reached up to a small knob on the ball at the end of the shaft and turned
it.  "Tell me when it feels the best," I said as I slowly turned the knob.

"Oh, oh, oh," he moaned.  "Little more, little more, down a little, ok, ok,
stop."

I crawled up next to him, holding the anal stimulator in place.  His eyes
were closed and his mouth half open.

"Oh Jesus, this feels so good," he whimpered.  "It's like electricity going
from my butt up through my cock."

"That's what the instructions said it would feel like," I told him.  "If
you let it go long enough it will make you cum very hard."

He didn't answer but kept up a constants stream of moans and groans, mixed
with whiny whimpers as his body craved the orgasm that wasn't coming fast
enough.

I held it in place for a long time as I gently sucked and nibbled on his
hard nipples.  He seemed to be in his own world, allowing the anal
stimulator to take him through wave after wave of sensations that were just
short of taking him over the edge.

"I think it's coming," he finally moaned loudly.

"I held the vibrator still and watched his cock bouncing and throbbing on
his belly.  He began to arch his back but it pulled the vibrating egg off
his sensitive prostate so he let his butt back down.  I could see his face
scrunch up as he bared his teeth and growled.  His cock spewed a thick
flood of boy cream on his belly.  The cum did not shoot out as one would
expect, but simply flowed out like a faucet.  It flowed for a while in a
steady stream on to his belly, down his hips and onto the mattress.

When it stopped flowing he relaxed and immediately said, "take it out, take
it out, it hurts."

I slid the toy from his ass and wiped up the heavy load of cum off his body
and mattress with a small hand towel.  When done, the towel was heavy with
soaked up boy cream.  I put it to my nose and drew in a lungful of the
heady aroma of boy sperm.

I laid next to him and caressed his chest and belly as he recovered.  After
a few minutes I heard him giggle, "can I get one of those?"

I laughed, "nope, the toy is mine, you'll have to come to me to play with
it."

He laughed then we both lay in each other's arms quietly for a long while.
I was hard as a rock from ministering to the boy but didn't want to rush
him or pressure him.

"You know what would feel really good right now?" he finally said.

I prayed it involved sex and asked, "what?"

"If you would fuck me," he said.

I laughed, "well, if it will help you out."

I quickly got between his legs and lubed up my cock.  The wedge was still
under him so getting the right angle for perfect penetration was easy.  I
put my piss slit against his inflamed pussy lips and simply drove it all
the way in.  He moaned deeply and reached his arms out to me.  I fell into
them, and he held me tight as I thrust in and out of his tight boy pussy.

"I've wanted this for sooooo long," he whispered in my ear.

"Really?" I answered.

"I've had a boy crush on you since I first saw you.  I've thought about
this moment forever and ever.  I kept dreaming about you cumming in me.  I
want it so bad," he whimpered.

Usually boys will tell you how good it feels when you fuck them, or tell
you how sexy you are.  No boy had ever told me he had a crush on me or had
dreamed about me filling him with man seed.  I was not only flattered but
incredibly aroused.

I slowed my pace down to avoid cumming too fast.  It felt good inside him
and I needed it to last.  This was as close as I had come to making love to
a boy, and it felt nice.

I finally told him to put his arms around my neck and hold on.  Sliding my
arms under his back I pulled up till I was kneeling with him impaled on my
cock.  I scrunched around to the edge of the bed, the sat down with my feet
on the floor with him straddling my lap, and my cock deep inside him.

He hugged me close and wiggled his butt to get more penetration.  I wrapped
my arms around him and pulled him tightly into my chest.  With my arms
around him I could squeeze and pull, and lift him slightly off my cock.  It
was enough movement to keep my cock throbbing inside him.  The short
thrusts were definitely bringing on an orgasm, but very slowly.

I was kissing his head and ears as we fucked.  His cock was pressed against
my belly and he was thrusting.  This only added to the movement inside him
and felt like something softly constricting my cockhead.

He began to whimper, then groan as his urgency increased.  I wanted to cum
with him if possible, so I put my hand on his soft ass and began impaling
him up and down on my cock.

"Oh my God, this feels soooooo good," he cried.  "You are so deep in my
hole.  Please cum in me, please, PLEASE, PLEASE.  I want it soooo bad."

I looked down and his eyes and mouth were scrunched up.  A big tear was
flowing down his cheek.  It drove me over the edge.

I pushed him down on me as a thick flood of cum shot up my urethera,
flooding his hole and coating the walls of his tight rectum.  He responded
with a loud squeal as I felt a hot wetness cover my belly.  I pushed down
hard again and another rope of cum shot deep inside him in a vain attempt
at impregnation.  I could feel his cum running down my belly, around my
shaft, and tickle my balls as it dripped on the mattress.

I held him down hard on me as my last few shots flowed from my cock and
into his gripping hole.  I was so spent I fell back on the mattress,
pulling him with me as my cock slipped out of his cum soaked hole,
releasing a floodgate of thick white batter all over my thighs.

He put his hands in my hair and pulled my mouth to his, pressing hard and
sliding his tongue inside me.  I responded in kind and we made out
passionately as the cream released from his gaping pussy coated my cock and
balls.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" he asked, as he pulled away from the kiss.

I pecked him on the lips and smiled.  "I'd love to sleep with you in my
arms."

He pushed his face into my neck and nuzzled.  I heard a very soft,
"yesssssssss."