Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2007 17:08:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Spencer <jeffspencer69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Clash of Cultures, Part 6 (M/t/b, oral, anal)

Clash of Cultures, Part 6 (M/t/b, oral, anal, light spanking)

This story involves descriptions of a sexual encounter between a man and
boys. Be warned, and do not read if reading this type of story is illegal
for you. It IS fiction. If you like it, drop me a line at
JeffSpencer69@yahoo.com.

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    * Justin's Story
    * Lick It or Ticket
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    * Loving Ryan and Chris
    * Me and Bobby McKee
    * Meeting Timmy
    * Pleasure Island
    * Queer Factor
    * Tony and Me
    * Weekend at B.A.'s
    * Writer's Block
    * You and I at the Arcade
    * Your Dream
    * Pool Boy

Author's Note - I strongly encourage you to read this story FROM THE
BEGINNING!!

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I woke up the next morning, feeling wonderfully refreshed. My dream had
involved Kevin, a dark brown-haired boy, aged 12, from the cast of the
commercial we were beginning to film. The setting of the dream had been a
debauch involving me, as a Roman Senator, and Kevin as my compliant slave
boy. Of interest, it was a shared dream - so far as I knew, we had BOTH
been conscious actors in the dream. At least, that was what I had been led
to believe by the diabolical Stanley Perkins, aka Brother Sybilious, who
was in some ways a puppet master.

He had intimated that he was either the Devil, or working for the Devil,
but that he wasn't really the Devil....I'm willing to bet that makes no
sense to you, if you haven't read the preceding chapters. Believe me, it
makes little sense to me, either.

He had somehow caused me to experience a dream involving a wild orgy with
the nine British boys I would meet in the making of a commercial, and had
caused me to change my orientation from a somewhat disinterested
heterosexual, to an enthusiastic boy lover! As it turned out, that orgy WAS
a dream, involving what those boys would LIKE to do, if their innate gay
tendencies were allowed to flower. He had warned me that, if the boys' gay
inclinations were thwarted, they would eventually end up miserably. I had
to prevent that, through the means of shared dreams, one for each
boy. Kevin had been the first.

All I knew was, I had to seduce the nine boys in the cast of this
commercial, over the next two weeks, or they would be damned for
eternity. I couldn't let that happen to those sweet boys! I thought I'd
talk to Kevin sometime during this first day of filming, to confirm my
impressions of the dream of the previous night. If I'd been successful in
my task, I would have made him aware of his innermost desire, and saved his
soul.

I drove my rental car out to the filming site. In my original dream, the
site had been an abandoned church. In real life, or perhaps it was, `in my
current dream', the site chosen to film the commercial was an abandoned
factory. I guess that would be gritty enough to stand in for a Dickensian
workshop for boys, probably better that the church would have been.

When I got there, the rest of the cast, nine British boys between age 10
and 14, were already costumed and standing around. They looked really cute
in their ragged, rough clothes, their faces artfully smudged by the makeup
professionals working for the production company. I quickly went through
the process myself, donning the costume of the workshop master, a cruel
sort, based on Mister Bumble, of `Oliver Twist'. However, in the series of
Capcom commercials we were filming, I would eventually be revealed to be a
kind-hearted man at heart. Still, in the first `episode', I would come
across as mean and cruel, a harsh counterpoint to the small boys'
innocence.

I looked around for Kevin, who had been my playmate in last night's
dream. He was joking with another boy, a red head named Sean. When he
looked around and saw me staring at him, he quieted, and his face became
quite flushed. I wondered what he was thinking. Was he REALLY a part of my
dream as a conscious person, or had he only been another player, a figment
of my own desires? The answer to that would go a long way toward
determining if what `Stanley Perkins' had told me was true or not.

Rather than go straight to Kevin and ask him, I made a point of visiting
with a few of the other boys in the cast, all of them quite beautiful,
before touching Kevin's hand. I also wanted to say a few words to Jeremy, a
boy who had stolen my heart in my original dream, and see if the attraction
was still there - for myself, if not for him.

The boys were very polite, and smiled sweetly, answering my comments
pleasantly. I shook young Jeremy's hand last before meeting with Kevin. My
heart quite skipped the proverbial beat when I touched his warm hand, and
saw his cute face up close, once again. Imagine your lover not recognizing
you upon meeting - how would you feel? Jeremy showed no sign of
familiarity, but was politely cordial, as with someone he would know only
vaguely, which, I guess, was the `reality'. He seemed shy during our
conversation. Still, I would never forget the intimacy we had shared in my
dream.

I was only a little disappointed, then, when I walked over to brown-haired
Kevin. "I believe you're Kevin, aren't you?" I said. I then realized that
his eyes had not left me since he first spotted me at the filming. Through
the long minutes greeting the other boys, his gaze had been on me, and me
alone. So much so that the red headed boy had wandered off.

"I had a dream last night...." he said, almost as though hypnotized. "You
were in it, and it was about, I suppose, living in Roman times," he said,
with his lilting upper class accent. He looked up at me, with a look both
hopeful and quizzical.

"So did I, with you, and we became....very close," I said, confirming what
we'd both suspected - the dream HAD been shared between Kevin and
me. Perkins had been telling the truth. We had shared a dream, and it had
been a quest to save Kevin's soul, and my own as well. Reflexively, Kevin
moved closer to me, and I could feel the warmth of his body.

"Thank you, I loved it," he said. I could try to guess what he was thanking
me for, perhaps for helping him to unleash the yearning he'd never been
able to name, perhaps for the pleasure we brought each other. I was just
glad that I'd apparently succeeded with saving him, and that the reality of
what I was dealing with was confirmed. Otherwise, I'd just be some nut
going around raping young boys in his dreams.

He touched my arm, a gesture so meaningful to two males who had shared love
of an evening, then moved away, looking, I saw, for the red head named
Sean. I recalled that they had been lovers in my first dream. Perhaps Kevin
would find that same love here.

We began filming the commercial, and it followed along the lines of my
first dream, only I wasn't quite as lame an actor this time, nor did
Jeremy, in his role of the `Oliver Twist' character, stop my heart by
substituting the words, "Please sir, may I suck your cock?" for the
scripted words, "Please sir, may I have one more?" When he'd said that in
my first dream, I almost went into shock. The way things had proceeded
since then, I DIDN'T need that kind of excitement!

Jeremy DID contribute several boyish wisecracks as we settled into our
roles, and I found myself observing him as a friend, not necessarily a
lover, and I found I liked him very much. Most personable and fun to be
around, I could see why they'd picked him to be the star, and I knew he
would be the eventual spokesman, well, spokesboy, for the product. Me, I
was just comedy relief, which was fine with me.

We finished with the filming for the day, which left us a little less than
two weeks to complete the project. The director looked pleased, and we all
headed back to the hotel, a golf resort as it was. Most of the boys ended
up playing in the pool, their cute, creamy pale bodies splashed with
crystal droplets of pool water, their long, wet hair plastered to their
scalps and necks. After watching them cavort for a while, I went to one of
the restaurants at the resort and ate a somewhat tasteless dinner, then
returned to my room and watched tv for a while. After the late news, I
dozed off, and soon my second shared dream began.

Dreams - The Squire and the valets

I was standing in the parlor of a fairly well appointed, large
house. Judging by the heavy woodwork, the furnishings, and the clothing I
was wearing, it was somewhere in England in the
mid-to-late1800s. Apparently I was the owner of the house.

Before me stood two young boys. They were cowering in front of me, one a
black-haired boy I'd never seen before, the other a blond, 10 years old,
whom I recognized as David from the cast of the commercial. The
black-haired boy was about 14, and his expression was rather neutral, not
particularly upset, as though what was occurring here was usual and
expected. I couldn't tell what he looked like, as he was looking down at
the ground, but David had a surprised look on his face, his mouth
open. "WHICH of you contrived to smudge my waistcoat?" I found myself
thundering, glaring at them both.

"It, it was `im!" the black-haired boy said with what I guessed was a
cockney accent, pointing a thin finger at David. "`e dropped it, `e did."

David just looked confused. "Both of you! Come with me, there's a beating
in it for you both - you for dirtying my apparel, and you, you spunk filled
creature, for turning in your friend!" I grabbed them both and pulled them
up the wide stairs in what was a rather grand house, decorated in that
stodgy 1800's British style, as near as I could tell. "It was `im! It was
`im!" the black-haired boy kept crying, but for naught. David was
wide-eyed, looking around, and said nothing, speechless with confusion, I
figured.

I dragged them into what seemed to be a master bedroom suite. There was a
large, overstuffed bed with a massive, dark wood headboard and footboard,
and heavy persian carpets on the dark- stained wood floor. "Now, you,
`David' is it? You need a good spanking, then you'll help me administer one
to this one here, what's your name again?"

"Cypher, sir! Cypher!" the black-haired urchin whispered, scared now. David
looked a little less frightened, oddly, but it's been my observation that
if you give a boy an opportunity to take a free shot at another boy, he can
bear almost anything.

"Right then," I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "David, pull your
pants down, and bare your buttocks. They shall soon acquire a rosy glow,
and you shall be a better man for it."

"Jeff, please, it's me, David, from the commer-" he began.

"Don't worry yourself, David," I said, in a softer tone. "Doesn't all you
see about you seem dreamlike? Could it be that you're just dreaming, back
in your bed in a hotel across the ocean? If that is the case son, then
learn from your dream, and enjoy yourself." This seemed to calm him, and he
began, slowly and tentatively, to begin loosening his belt, and lowering
his corduroy trousers. "Then come over here, lad," I said, now in a louder
voice. Cypher looked on interestedly. His eyes were most attracted by his
comrade's shapely, round (if small), butt.

After David had lowered his knee length trousers, so odd looking to my
modern eyes (yes, I was quite aware that I was dreaming, and I had
determined to fit into my role, and to enjoy myself), he shuffled over to
stand by me. He seemed resigned to whatever this strange dream might bring
him. "Bend over my knee," I instructed him. He bent over my knee
resignedly, his small but prominent butt sticking up, though still covered
in white linen fabric, his brown, old-fashioned trousers bunched around his
ankles.

I pushed his shirt further up his body, exposing his creamy, smooth back,
his narrow spine running a long ridge down the center of his back, then the
flat plain of his lower back leading to his undershorts. "I can't give you
a decent beating if there are obstructions to my hand's tanning of your
insolent buttocks, now can I?" I said.

I lightly ran my right hand down his back towards his cute butt, tickling
and gently stroking him, then brought my other hand over, and gently eased
his linen underwear down over the rise of his sweet bottom and down his
hips, revealing the change in skin shading, from a flesh color to pale
white bottom, and the lovely, deep cleft between his full, round ass
globes, until the fabric of his undershorts slid down his thighs, bunching
at his knees.

I was mesmerized by the beauty of his virginal, perfect boy ass, so clean,
white and mouth- watering. "You must ask me for your punishment," I said,
in a stern voice.

David sounded briefly shocked by my request. "What?"he exclaimed, rather
loudly.

"I said, you must ask me to spank your young bottom, little sir. You must
show contrition."

"I'll do no such-OOOWWW!!!" he said, as a loud swatting sound echoed
through the room.  Cypher, green eyes wide, but fully fixed on David's
ripe, young ass, giggled. I glared at the black-haired boy. My hand stung
from the single swat I'd given David's sweet young bottom. I could only
imagine how his right butt cheek felt.

"Your turn will come soon enough," I warned him. I rubbed the bright red
imprint of a man's hand clearly outlined on David's otherwise pale, white
bottom. I heard David sobbing.

"Dream or not, that HURT," he moaned.

"Well, you'll do well to request your punishment up front, the sooner to be
done with it," I advised him.

"Um, okay, spank me, please," he ventured.

"That's a start, lad," I said. "But put more into it, it's a thin bit of
gruel."

"`e wants you to beg him for a beatin'," Cypher said, loud enough for David
to hear. "You'll do well to comply with `is wishes if we're to be done here
soonest."

"Ah yes, good advice, Cypher," I said. He beamed, thinking that might
lessen his own punishment. Fat chance. My dick was getting very hard,
looking at and touching David's beautiful ass, and what might transpire
with these two lovely boys. I could feel it pushing up through my own
period trousers, into David's groin. I wondered if he could feel it.

I lightly traced my fingertips over David's proud young rear end, and he
sighed. "Umm, please sir, spank my bottom. Spank it hard, because I'm such
a bad boy, a very bad boy. I deserve a beating, and your hand on my bottom"
He sighed again, this time in resignation.

"That's it lad!" I cried merrily, swatting him hard three times. THWAK!!
THWAK!! THWAK!!

David cried out involuntarily, then sobbed. His breath caught several
times, his chest hitching up and down, his small body shaking. I softly
traced over his, now quite rosy red bottom, hot, almost steaming. I
carefully separated his cute, tiny bottom cheeks, to look at the beautiful
pink-brown eye in the center, his 10 year old's anus quite small and
attractive. I touched the puckered tan flesh there lightly with the tip of
my finger, and David moaned, quite different from his previous
noises. "Mmm," he concluded. He wiggled his small bottom slightly, a
beseeching move. I thought that Stanley Perkins had been very correct in
his assessment of David's inherent gayness, as he had been with Kevin. As
he would be with all the boys....

My hand insinuated itself between David's warm, slim thighs, down over the
rough but sensitive skin between his bottom, and the underside of his small
ball sack. "Ooooh," David cooed, as my fingertips lightly touched him
there, teasing....until I stroked the very sensitive underside of his
little ball sack, hairless, wrinkled and warm.  The lovely balls that would
someday produce gobs and gobs of hot, sticky boy cream for some lucky man
or boy, and now tickled by my fingers, moved about slightly against his 4"
dick, pink and stiffening with his desire. My hand surrounded his hot
little prick, stroking it up and down towards the floor, his flesh velvety
and smooth.

"You've been a good boy, David, asking for, and receiving your
punishment. Now, just two more swats of your lovely little bottom, and it
will be over." I waited expectantly. Finally David looked up at me.

"Oh, I forgot. Please, please, spank my bottom, make me be a good boy for
you, please, sir?"

THWAK!!THWAK!! A small groan from David. I let him reach behind himself to
rub his tender bottom. "That hurt, but I feel better," he admitted.

"Kiss his sore bottom, Cypher," I ordered the black-haired boy, who had
obviously been enjoying our performance, judging by the tent pole in his
own corduroy pants. He didn't need any further urging, and while David
might require some effort to realize his true nature, I suspected that
Cypher was well and truly gay and didn't mind us knowing it.

Without hesitation, Cypher walked over to David, the blond beauty, and
leaned over his naked, red-splotched boy bottom, and planted a big, fat wet
kiss on each ass cheek, then one in the small, heated valley between those
sweet melons. As David got up, to sit on my far side, Cypher looked up at
me triumphantly. I chuckled, and said, "Come here, you rascal." When he got
over to me, grinning, I grabbed him into my arms and hugged, then kissed
him, full on the mouth. He returned my kiss with passion.

I reached down and jerked his oversized trousers off his slim hips, pulling
his linen undershorts off at the same time. His cock was much more mature
than David's, as he looked to be 13 or so.  His dick was pretty, 6" long
and thick, his balls heavy, a thin growth of curly black hair at the base
of his cute dick, and growing, though more lightly, on his ball sack. I
quickly thwacked him twice, hard, on his firm butt cheeks, and he yelped,
more from the shock of it than the pain, I think.

"Now, that was your punishment from me, and it's time for play, shall we?"
I said. I left unmentioned the promised punishment from David. "And David,
you shall be our student!"  Cypher grinned at that. I immediately stripped
off my clothing, and directed the boys to do the same. My cock was stiff,
and already leaking a quantity of slick and shiny pre cum down the side of
my long shaft. My balls were hot in their hairy sack.

Cypher knew exactly what he was getting into, and happily undressed. His
body was slim, and nearly hairless. He was approximately 5' 4" and perhaps
110 pounds. His muscles were as yet undeveloped as they would soon be when
he fit the full throes of adolescence. His eyes were brown, his small
nipples a dark brown, contrasting with his chest.

His cock was currently erect, and rising to point toward the ceiling, hard
and ready to spurt. It was uncircumcised, tan foreskin covering the fat,
pink head, begging for a hot, male mouth on it.

His balls were fat and heavy, testament to their ability to produce copious
amounts of boy cum.  His bottom was pleasingly round and his ass globes
creamy, and smooth, no hair marring their juvenile perfection. His ass
furrow was a dark shadow between the mouth-watering globes, and when he
teasingly bent over to lift his feet from his bunched trousers, both David
and I found the tight, puckered brown opening in its center to be quite
eye-catching and visually pleasing.

David had less idea of what would soon be transpiring, but, recalling the
pleasure of another male's touch, decided that he had much to gain by
undressing also. Soon, we were all three naked. I must say, the two boys,
one a blond 10 year old, the other a raven-haired beauty of 13, were most
mouth-watering, and I resolved to taste every part of both!

We leapt onto the bed, a monstrous contraption set high above the floor,
with a down mattress into which we sunk until we all nearly
disappeared. The softness of the bed and the sheets, was only exceeded by
the softness and warmth of each boy's body against mine. "I shall teach you
all that you need to learn," I whispered into David's small ear, his wispy
blond hair sweetly covering it, hairs moving as I spoke.

I lay back in the mattress, and reached up for David's naked body. I
brought him to me, embracing him, and he responded quickly to my loving
touch. His small dick was hard, as it pressed into my stomach, his little
balls warm and hard. His breathing was ragged from excitement, the thrill
of having a man's hairy, hard body skin to skin with him. Our hearts beat
together, our breath filled each other's lungs, our scent filled each
other's nostrils.

My cock was most prominent, my hardness sticking up between his warm, slim,
hairless thighs, and he squeezed them together, again and again, just to
feel the unexpected heat and hardness of a man's prick there. I brought my
lips to his, those ruby-colored prominences of pleasure, soft, small
pillows of love to transmit orally our pleasure to one another.

His breath raced into my mouth, as he had been holding his breath in
excitement. His tongue, shy at first, responded to the wet touch of my own,
and soon was exploring in my mouth, our saliva racing back and forth, from
mouth to mouth as we kissed so passionately. He was a novice to gay
lovemaking, but he clearly had an affinity and a longing for it, in large
doses at that.

My hands reached down his young, slim body, to grasp his pale bottom. He
winced slightly at my first touch, but soon warmed to the feel of a man's
hands on one of his most intimate parts. He wriggled his butt slightly in
my grasp, and I began to gently separate those warm, boy pillows, source of
so much pleasure. I felt Cypher move about on the bed, and thought he had
done well in taking my hint.

As I exposed the small, pink opening between David's ass globes, the boy
pussy that I had admired previously, Cypher knelt down between his legs,
his mouth close to David's clean, sweet opening. "Mmmmm", David moaned into
my mouth, as he felt the first warm, wet wrigglings of Cypher's practiced
tongue inside his ass furrow, and, unless I missed my bet, inside his very
anal opening itself.

David fairly purred at feeling another boy's tongue penetrate him anally,
thrusting his ass upwards to vainly try to bury Cypher's long, pink tongue
even deeper into his rectum. "Oh, god, what are you doing? Umm, stop, it's
dirty.....dirty.....oh god, yes!" he sighed, hot breath racing across my
ear, drool of saliva escaping his excited mouth. "Lick me in there! Yes!
Oh, it feels so GOOD!" he exclaimed, simultaneously pressing into me, and
opening himself up even more for Cypher's hot mouth and wriggling, invading
organ.

He moaned wordlessly, then sighed in disappointment when he felt Cypher
pull away, after an ass tonguing of at least ten minutes time. I heard
Cypher summon spit, then smiled and tightened my grip on David, knowing
what was coming next.

"Your lovely little arse is a right tasty treat," Cypher mused. "Me
tongue's quite pleased, even a little sore `e is, but I've got another part
what wants to taste ye." I felt additional weight on me, as Cypher
sandwiched David's little body between us. David warmed to the feel of
another male body so close, but too late struggled when he began to feel an
insistent press against that beautiful anus.

"No, no..." he murmured, though there was no one who would pay the least
bit of attention to his protestations.

"Now, don't be `oarding your sweets from your friends, lad," Cypher moaned,
as he pressed forward and the head of his dick began expanding the 10 year
old's virginal butt hole. The sensation of David's anal sphincter resisting
Cypher's implacable dick head, was sending thousands of pleasurable
sensations to the 14 year old's brain - he was beyond thinking about what
he was doing, or even listening. I was momentarily afraid that his
deflowering might be against David's will, but then I felt him spread his
legs further, to allow his butthole to open wider for the cock threatening
to split it, and raise his ass up, back into Cypher's groin, to get the
cock in faster and deeper.

"Unnh," David grunted, partly in pain and partly in a desire to finally
feel a cock inside his ass.  Thoughts of what a cock might feel like, or
taste, or produce, had been running through David's brain ever since he
realized he was different from those we call girls. His interests had been
pointed toward the delight that another boy or man's penis might bring him,
so he wasn't going to protest TOO much, lest the hard cock even now filling
his tight ass hole go away. And since this seemed to be a dream, he'd might
as well enjoy it, right?

Cypher pressed forward. Fortunately, he'd had the kindness to generously
lubricate his cock, and David's small hole, with saliva and mucus, making
for a slick layer between his flesh and David's. His dick slid in deeper,
the fat cock head causing much less pain once past the sphincter, and David
was able to concentrate on the feeling of fullness, like the feeling he was
in need of taking a shit. It was while he was accepting the shaft inside
his rectum, that he suddenly noticed a strong electrical tingle of pleasure
from deep inside his ass. The feeling only increased as Cypher sunk in as
far as he could, his balls banging against the naked boy's ass, and when
Cypher began rhythmically stroking in and out of the ten year old, the
feeling was positively delicious.

"Ohhhh!" David sighed. "Your cock feels so big inside me. It's making me
feel really good inside! Keep doing it to me, keep fucking me, please!" I
could feel David's little dick was as hard as a rock, pushing into my
stomach. My own cock was sticking up between his legs, and occasionally
Cypher brushed against it as he fucked in and out of the small boy's hole,
sending sparks from my cock throughout my body.

David brought his lips to mine, and I was surprised by the fervor he showed
kissing me. It was apparent that having Cypher's cock deep inside him,
fucking him, was wildly exciting to him.  His body pressed into me each
time Cypher rammed his cock home, David's ass fully accepting him now. I
was reveling in the sensations of feeling a hot, young boy's nakedness
against mine. I could smell the fragrance of boys making love - hot, boy
sweat, their naked flesh rubbing and slapping together, rivulets of sweat
running down their sides; the musk from ripe, young male genitals working
hard in building each other's pleasure and ecstasy, two boys' sweet breath
as they gasped and breathed heavily in passion and exertion - I felt a
strong desire to kiss and lick each boy from head to toe!

Their little animal grunts, too, captivated me. Cypher's sighs as tingles
of electricity coursed through him whenever the sensitive nerve endings in
the head of his cock touched a surface deep inside of David, his heavy
breathing as he pushed and pulled on the sexy boy beneath him, the random
grunts as he lost control of himself, pleasure dominating his
consciousness.

David, for his part, was moaning softly, pure pleasure now, the earlier
pain long forgotten, and murmuring endearments to both Cypher and to
me. "God, yes! Yessss! Fuck me, hard, harder, fill me with cock, please
fuck me and make me your little bitch! I love you, Cypher, fuck me with
your hard dick! Hold me, Jeff, make Cypher fuck me while I kiss your
wonderful mouth....oh god, I feel like my dick's going to explode, it feels
so good!! OHHH! OHHH!!"

The young boy thrust his hard dick forcefully into my groin, pressing and
rubbing the ultra- sensitive head of his sweet prick against and into my
curly, pubic hair, bringing on what had to be the most intensive orgasm of
his young life. As he came, a dry cum as it turned out, due to his age, his
tight ass hole became even tighter, pulsing against Cypher's stroking
penis, adding to the load of ecstasy already filling the 13 year old's
brain.

"OH, FUCK!!" yelled the teenager. "I'm fuckin' spending, filling your boy
quim, your lovely little arsehole!! Take it all, take me cum!!!" The two
boys were slamming together in ecstasy and love, two boys in the throes of
passion for long minutes, finally slumping against me, both now very hot
and sweaty, the smell of their lovemaking filling the air delightfully now.

I let the two boys rest on me - I loved the feeling of two hot boys on top
of me, in any case. After a few minutes, they both came back to themselves,
and roused. I determined to take some pleasure myself. "David, I want you
to turn yourself around on me, so your head is down by my cock, and your
sweet young bottom up here by my face."

Cypher rolled over to allow David to move. David turned himself around,
wondering what would happen. I pulled at David's slim hips, lifting them
above me so that I could take his still-hard little dick into my mouth. His
wide cock head was red and swollen from pushing against my pubes, and in
spite of his dry cum, there was a shiny moisture inside of his tiny piss
slit. I thought it might not be long before he would be producing
deliciously hot boy cum for someone.

I slowly lowered his body until his dick slipped between my lips, licking
and sucking on that delicious morsel, loving the taste and feel of a young
cock in my mouth again. David hissed, then sighed, as sexual sensations
once again began to course through his slim, young body. I really just
wanted to give David an idea of the basics of the blow job. I was very
interested in exploring another part of him then.

I lay David back down on my body, his sweaty belly and chest, completely
hairless, slick and wet on my hairy chest and stomach. His face was very
close to my stiffly erect cock, 8" and ready to fire. I hoped he'd take the
hint. Meanwhile, I wanted to explore his ripe young ass, just fucked and
full of another boy's jizz. I could see a glossy trail of cum leaking from
his hole, down the inside of his thigh.

I kissed the sticky surface of his inner thighs, tasting the salty-sweet,
sticky fluid, Cypher's cum dribbling and dripping out of David's tight
young hole. After I had licked off his delicious jizz, I separated David's
hot, round globes, the better to see and taste his anal opening. David's
sweet, young boy hole was a hot red, probably from having a teenager's
hard, fleshy dick splitting it.

His anal pucker was plump, and a dark red, pulsing as cool air touched
David's intimate boy opening. I pulled his hips down towards me, the better
to kiss and lick him there. His boy pussy was warm and moist, the musky
smell of Cypher's cum as it oozed from his opening, beckoning me. I pressed
my face between David's firm, young globes, the round ass cheeks on either
side of my face, his puckered opening spreading for me as I kissed him
there, my mouth against his hot butt hole, my tongue spearing deep inside
his slick, moist heat.

I lapped at his tight hole, and was rewarded with globs of Cypher's cum,
oozing out of David's cute hole into my mouth, as I fucked him with my
tongue. David's hot little butt was one of the most tantalizing tastes of
boy ass I had ever encountered to that point, and I wanted to make the most
of it, licking and kissing his ass. His pert little butt was wriggling
around on my face as ecstasy coursed through him.

"Ooh, sir, that feels so hot!" David cooed. "Lick my hole, fuck my little
bitch ass!"

"Suck my cock while I eat your ass, you little slut!" I said, momentarily
removing my face from the pleasure of licking his ass. I soon felt a warm,
wet grip on my fat cock head, as David pursed his lips around it, sucking
in my leaking piss slit, then swallowing as much of my shaft as he could,
lips sinking around it, at least a few inches. Then, he began bobbing his
head up and down as he sucked my cock, licking around the sensitive dick
head with his young tongue.

"God, that's it, boy! Suck my cock, swallow my hot shaft you little cunt! I
want to fill your delicious mouth with hot, spermy man cum, watch you
swallow my cream, see it dripping down your chin! Yesss! YEESSSSS!!!" I
could feel my pent up orgasmic ecstasy washing over me, as load after load
of man cum shot out of my hard dick, into his eager young mouth, filling
him there with juicy semen. He groaned with pleasure, slurping down my
jizz, as I moaned happily.

I lay there, with David's hot ass still resting on my face, and David's
mouth slowly working my cock, licking and cleaning me. We dozed for a few
minutes, inside of our dream, then heard Cypher. "I want to cum again," he
whined. "And I'd love to feel your hot cock up inside me, David," he
pleaded.

I, too, wanted to feel my cock deep inside a boy's ass - David's boy ass,
to be exact. It occurred to me that we could each please the other rather
easily. I began directing the boys. I sat on the side of the bed, my legs
hanging down the side, my dick once again standing proudly, ready to
pleasure a boy. "Sit here, David," I urged him. He carefully stood in front
of me, his sweet young ass so round and perfect, He lowered himself so that
his tiny, tight hole was directly over the head of my dick.

I put my hands on his hips, and pulled him downwards until his hot anal
notch was poised over my ram, then kissed his smooth adolescent back. "Go
ahead, David, fuck your little ass onto my cock." I knew I was bigger than
anything he'd felt before, so I wanted him to go at his own speed.

He pressed downward onto my cock, and when I felt my plump dick head pop
through his already stretched anal sphincter, he gasped and sucked in his
breath. "Oh god," he moaned, but continued pressing downward. I could feel
the heat of his body as he came closer to me, and smelled the sweat from
his prior lovemaking.

David slipped down the length of my shaft, his ass like a hot, velvet glove
gripping my cock firmly, until I felt his soft buns pressing into my pubic
curls. After he rested there for a minute, he began to raise up, slowly
fucking his tight ass on my man's cock, my dick splitting his boyish hole,
pleasure filling us both.

"Unnh," David groaned, his head lolling back onto my shoulder. I leaned
forward, bring my lips to his, so hot and plump. My tongue fucked into his
young mouth, and he left himself open to the invasion of his body from both
ends - my thick cock filling his ass, and my tongue licking inside his
slick mouth.

Then Cypher stood before David, his more muscular 13 year old ass flexing
slightly, but his ass globes perhaps even more beautiful than David's. I so
wanted to lean forward and kiss his cute ass too, but it was time for David
to experience a different pleasure with another boy. Similar to David,
Cypher lowered himself into David's lap, being careful to spear himself
onto David's hungrily erect penis.

"Unnh!" Cypher groaned, as he lowered himself onto the hot, erect boy cock
quickly, sinking down until his smooth round bottom was pressing against
David's groin, his 10 year old cock safely sequestered inside that
enchanting ass. Both boys began fucking themselves up and down
enthusiastically, their bodies heavy and hot, as I was bearing the weight
of both of them. I slipped my right hand around Cypher's hip, grasping his
6" boy cock between my fingers and palm, gently stroking his hot shaft. His
small patch of curly pubic hair tickled my hand on every down stroke.

My left hand was between David's chest and Cypher's back. I squeezed and
caressed Cypher's full, round ass globes, sweaty and hot, as he bounced up
and down on David's cock, then moved my hand to David's hairless crotch,
equally sweaty and hot, as his cock rammed in and out of Cypher's hole. I
teased his balls as Cypher raised up.

I kissed and gently bit at David's smooth shoulder, his skin salty and
sweaty. His head fell back and we kissed again, his hot, soft lips pressing
to mine, saliva going back and forth from his mouth to mine, a
foreshadowing of the jizz I hoped we'd share. My left hand was now up on
David's hairless chest, my fingers pinching his small, pink, turgid
nipples. He moaned into my mouth at the transports of ecstasy coursing
through his small frame.

A hard, fat dick filling his tight ass, his own cock filling another boy's
hot ass tunnel, and warm lips pressed to his, a man's tongue dancing with
his, fingers pinching his tough little nipples - it was a wonder that David
didn't explode with pleasure, and I was happy that his first time with
other males could be so memorable.

As my hands roamed all over his smooth boy flesh, I could feel David's body
tensing with the build up of sexual pleasure. "Huh! Huhh!! Fuck me! Fuck
me!! FUCK ME!!!!" David moaned into my mouth, as all the sources of
pleasure combined to create a tsunami of ecstasy washing over his
consciousness. "UNNNGGHHH!! FUCK!! CUM!!! CUMMING, CUMMING!!!" he grunted,
as he came inside Cypher's hot, gripping hole, his hips viciously ramming
into the older boy's ass. I thought it had been a dry cum, but when I saw
small globs of pearly white jizz dripping out of Cypher's puckered opening,
I discovered that David had made his first real, manly cum.

"FUCK!! I'M CUMMING TOO!!" yelled Cypher, his body bouncing spasmodically
on David's.  I thrust my right hand to cover Cypher's fat, uncircumcised
dick head, pulling back the foreskin.  The teenaged boy's hot, sticky cream
shot out in several heavy loads, drenching and filling my hand with his
steaming boy seed, the smell of his hot jizz filling the air and exciting
us all even further.

The smell and sounds of male sex, the feel of two hot and sexy boys' bodies
on mine, all drove me over the edge, and I found myself cumming, my hot
sperm filling David's hot and welcoming ass, cum overflowing from my piss
slit into his tight boy pussy. "Aahhh," I moaned, my own pleasure
explosive. "Fuck, I'm cumming in your tight, sexy pussy, you little cunt
boy!" I thrust my hips upward into the declining maelstrom of the two boys'
orgasms, David's boy pussy gripping my cock firmly. We rested together
afterward, sweaty and slick on one another.

David surprised me then, leaning forward and kissing Cypher on his shoulder
blade, and saying, "Now it's my turn to finish your spanking, Cypher!"
Delightedly, Cypher pulled himself off David's softening boy cock, and lay
across the boy's knee, his bottom pale, but an aroused red at his anus,
where David had fucked him so enthusiastically.

David caressed the eager boy's bottom for a minute or so, then administered
a series of ten sharp smacks to the black-haired boy's bottom, his round
globes jiggling with each slap. Cypher yelped at each smack, but made no
move to leave his submissive position, as David grinned with pleasure. When
he was finished, David slipped his index finger into Cypher's pouting ass
hole, slipping in easily due to the lubrication from his prior load of cum.

"Now get up, and I shall soothe you," David proclaimed. As Cypher stood, a
little unsteadily, David leaned forward and kissed Cypher's red, glowing
bottom, and, separating the boy's sore ass cheeks, kissed Cypher's small,
brown anal opening. The two boys then kissed passionately, and climbed back
up on the bed with me.

After a few minutes of our combined pleasure, our bodies collapsed together
in a hot, sweaty heap, the two boys cuddling in my arms, and we fell asleep
into a deep, dreamless (this time) sleep. This time, I was not surprised to
wake up alone in my bed in the hotel the next morning. I wondered what
David was thinking when HE awoke.

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