Date: Wed, 17 Jan 2007 22:30:18 -0800 (PST)
From: Pheel Good <grundycobear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Holding Up With a Friend

All right we all know the drill, right?  If you are too young or it is
illegal to read a story of sex between two horny males then make your way
out of here.  If not; enjoy.

     The night was hot and humid.  Jack loved to sit in the little park
around the corner from the Y where he always stayed when he was in New
York.  He had settled in on a bench with a cold six pack to keep him
company.
     The workout he had had in the gym at the Y was one of the best he had
ever had.  While he wasn't aiming for any prize his thirty-plus year old
body didn't look too bad.  His hair was still brown.  The hair around his
nipples and his cock and balls wasn't too furry.  He had love handles but
had never gotten any complaints about them from the guys who fucked him.
But now his muscles were sore and he really needed someone to rub out the
soreness.  He kept his eye on the guys who walked by but there wasn't
anyone who even gave him a second glance.  Fuck 'em, he thought.  I'll get
by.
     He heard some giggling coming up the sidewalk and he wondered who the
hell had too much to drink and was headed home.  Much to his surprise the
sound was coming from two young looking boys.  The one with the winning
smile had brown hair that fell over his eyes and down the back of his neck.
His cutoffs showed a nice pair of legs.  The boy was wearing a wife beater
shirt that exposed little tufts of hair that only a thirteen year old could
display.  He had his arm around his buddy's shoulders and they were walking
as if they were Siamese twins.

His "twin" was about a year younger Jack thought.  He was a good two inches
shorter with no hair in his armpits.  Whatever his name he had taken off
his t-shirt and had it tucked in the waistband of his shorts.  Both the
boys were wearing flip-flops.
    The older boy was definitely in control.  He saw the park and the
benches and he guided his younger friend there.  The boys stumbled and fell
on to Jack's bench.  They didn't take notice of Jack until the younger
boy's hand fell into his crotch.  He jumped and pulled the hand back right
away.  He looked at his friend and in a drunken sing song said, "Jay, don't
look now but I think we have company."
     Jay looked over at Jack and smiled.  "Good evening sir.  Do you mind
sharing your bench with us?"

Jack smiled back and, reaching out his hand said, "It is my pleasure, sir.
Have you young gentlemen been partying?"
     Jay took Jack's hand and replied, "Why, yes sir, we have.  But now we
have no place to go.  If we go home our parents will kill us.  It will be
easier to just call them and tell them we are holding up with a friend.
You are a friend, right, sir?"

Jack laughed as the two boys looked at him with pleading eyes.  "Well, of
course, my good sirs.  And whose parents should be called first?"
     "They are together playing cards.  One call will do it."
     "Then call them, my good sir.  You may stay the night with me."
     How the fuck was Jack going to get the boys past the security guard?
There was always someone there to watch the elevators to prevent
unregistered guests from going upstairs.  Just then he heard a group of
youngsters coming down the sidewalk.  He recognized them as a group of
young people that he had seen earlier in the day.  Maybe his two guests
could slip in with their group.
     Jay had just finished his call when Jack spoke up.  "Boys, I want you
to join me in my room tonight.  I am around the corner at the Y.  If you
will act as if you are a part of the group that is coming down the sidewalk
now and tag along behind them perhaps you can get into the elevator without
causing any suspicion.  Meet me on the 11th floor.  Is that cool?"
     Mustering as much sobriety as they could they stood up.  "We will see
you on the 11th floor sir."
     The boys slipped in at the end of the group.  The adults with the
group were oblivious to their shenanigans.  Without even a glance at the
guard the boys filed into the elevator and were on their way to their
savior's room.
     On the 11th floor the boys hung around the pay phone booth.  They pre-
tended they were making a phone call.  Jay's younger friend was rubbing
Jay's cock thru his denim shorts.  He loved to cop a feel of his older
friend whenever the chance presented itself.  The boys kissed deeply.
Their tongues swirled around each other making both boys hot as blue
blazes.  Damn, Jay thought.  Where was their benefactor?  About that time,
when Artie's hand was making it's way through the pant leg of the shorts to
Jay's six inch cock, Jack stepped off the elevator.  Jay saw him and gently
pushed Artie away.
     "We are going to have a room and a bed to do this in sweetheart."
     The boys piled out of the phone booth and followed Jack down the hall.
     After the door was closed and locked the boys began to undress Jack.
He caressed their heads and pushed them down so they were both on their
knees.  They knew what to do.  They began to share his enormous cock.  They
took turns sucking the head and licking the shaft.  Once Jay realized that
he could take the man's cock down his throat Artie concentrated on Jack's
hairy balls.  Artie couldn't resist.  He knelt behind the man and spread
the cheeks of his hairy ass.
     Artie wanted to fuck the man's ass with his tongue as he had done to
his daddy.  He spread the ass cheeks and began his assault.  As Jay sucked
the horny man's cock Artie fucked the man with his tongue.  Jack couldn't
hold out much longer.  He had his hands on the back of Jay's head pulling
him deeper and deeper onto his long, thick cock.  Jay took the man's cock
like the young cocksucker he was.

As Artie was pushing his little fist into the man's expanding asshole Jay
was sucking on the hard cock in front of him.  "Holy shit," Jack whispered.
"I am going to cum in your boy cunt mouth."
     Jay pulled off the man's cock and began to stroke it.  His fist was
firm around the man's cock.  He waited for the spooge to come spurting out.
Jack did not disappoint him.  His first volley of cum went over the boy's
head.  The second spurt landed right on his face.  Spurt after man spurt
flooded the boy's face, chest, and exposed cock.

Artie pulled his fist out of the man's ass and bent over to lick his
friend's body of the man's cum.  They laid back on the bed kissing and
feeling each other while Jack watched them; spent and satisfied; for now.