Date: Sun, 1 Jun 2014 20:51:42 -0400
From: Lytle Peters <lytle.peters@gmail.com>
Subject: Home from College, Part 2

This story is a work of fantasy, the product of an overactive
imagination. Real boys, we should know, don't behave in this manner. I
apologize for the delay between parts I and II. You may have to reread part
I, and, again, for that I apologize.

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**********

I've been standing here at my bedroom window overlooking the back yard for
the past half hour, watching a green dome tent being erected. One side went
up, and the other side went up, causing the first side to fall down. Then
it went back up with a lot of shaking and flapping. I see a blonde boy
wearing only sport shorts kneeling down with his back to me, apparently
pounding stakes into the ground. A certain auburn-haired, freckled boy must
be on the other side doing the same.

It's hours until dark and the start of backyard camping out. . . . and a
bit longer even for me to wait. If only there was a way to move the sun
faster across the sky.

I reach into my desk drawer and pull out my Nikon binoculars.  But just as
I am focusing on Brad's back, he moves toward the front of the tent and out
of sight. Damn. He was looking at the stakes, the approving supervisor of
his own work. Aha. He has walked all the way around and is now coming back
toward me, pausing to check the seam hooks on one of the supporting
poles. His image looms large before me. Long blonde hair covering his ears
and down his neck but sort of curly, unlike Davy's floppy mop. Blue eyes of
course. His face is full, not fat, but Scandinavian. Cute little nose, and
very full lips. When I scan down his neck to his chest, I do a double
take. Wow. Big pink and I mean pink nipples, maybe a little puffy with
puberty. No little brown dime-size tits on this boy but luscious
quarter-size morsels. And he's carrying just enough extra weight that he
almost has little breasts. This is the first time I've seen him
shirtless. His chest is sweaty too. I can see a trail of sweat running down
to his belly button.  He has a little belly, but he's not fat, not
pudgy. Just with a little extra weight that will vanish within the next
year or so. The shorts are too baggy to reveal anything so I scan down his
long, smooth, hairless legs to his sockless sneakers. Brad is a drop dead
gorgeous 12-year-old.

After unknowingly posing for me, he walks around the tent again and
presumably crawls inside because I can see the walls jiggle and shake now
and then, and it looks as though one of them is raising the flap on the
back window facing me. It's Davy. I can see him through the mesh, the
little devil. The savory little devil.

********* It's about half an hour past dark. I'm watching the tent lit now
from within by flashlight or maybe a Coleman lantern. Shadows occasionally
move across the tent walls. Then the light goes out. The lawn still has a
dim glow from the streetlight on our side street, so I can make out the two
figures emerging from the tent and starting across the grass toward my
house. Way to go, Davy. Just as we planned it. I can even see Rex greet
them at the gate to our yard, then follow them toward the driveway and
garage.

Fifteen long minutes pass, but I want to give them time to drink a beer
each and get relaxed. No doubt Rex followed them into the little storage
room, expecting a treat. After eighteen minutes, I can stand it no longer
and start downstairs to the garage and, I hope, paradise.

********** I'm surprised at how fast Brad is drinking the beer. I'm trying
to keep up with him but it's making me all burply. I let out an earth
rattling burp.

"Jeez, Davy! Be quiet already. You want him to hear us?"

"He won't mind. I told you he let me have beer yesterday."

"Yeah, well, you can still keep it quiet." Brad takes the last swallow of
his beer and goes over to the fridge for another.

I already feel a little funny in my head, so I'm thinking I don't need
another one. Plus I can feel Rex's hot breath behind me. He's nosing my
crack letting me know what he wants. My cock is hard just thinking about
it, but these baggy shorts are hiding it.

"You want another one?" Brad asks, but I shake my head no. Brad has kind of
a goofy expression like a half grin. "Hey, what's Rex doing, sniffing your
butt? Gross."

"It's not gross. He's just being a dog. Dogs always sniff butts. You should
let him smell yours."

"Gross." Brad takes a swig of his second beer.

"No it's not. Rex, come here, boy," I say and move his head toward the back
of Brad's shorts. Rex is interested immediately in this new scent. He
pushes his nose into Brad's crack.

"Heyyyyy" he says, but he's giggling. "Take it easy, boy."

Rex is not taking it easy. He's licking at Brad's crack through his
shorts. Brad is giggling. So while Brad is reaching to set his beer bottle
down on the workbench, I grab his elastic waistband and pull the back of
his shorts down. Rex is just as fast as I am, his long pink tongue
searching Brad's crack.

"Heyyyyy" he says again, and he kind of makes a shooing motion at the dog,
who totally ignores him and licks deeper. "Heyyyyy" Brad says, but he puts
his hands against the edge of the workbench to steady himself. Rex is in
now and must have found Brad's butthole. "Heyyyy" Brad says once more but
this time it's more of a whisper. I step over and pull Brad's cheeks apart,
helping Rex deeper into the mark. Brad lets a little "ohhhh" out, then "oh"
"oh" "oh" in time with Rex's licking his hole. I can't believe how hot this
is. I reach around and pull Brad's shorts all the way to his ankles. He
doesn't try to stop me. I make a lifting motion on each foot, and Brad is
out of his shorts, standing there with only his sneakers on.

"Spread your legs," I say, "so he can go deeper. He did me yesterday"

Brad spreads his legs. I reach around and find his three-inch hard-on,
sliding my fingers lightly up and down its shaft. Rex is really going at it
now, slurping at Brad's hot hole.

I want to turn him so that I can get to his cock. I do, and I drop to my
knees so that I can kiss it. "Ohhhhhhh" Brad says when I take my tongue and
start to flick it over the sensitive spot below the head. Brad's is a
little longer than mine but fatter and the head is fatter than his shaft
and it's more purple than mine. I think it's beautiful. I lick all around
the head and then take its length into my mouth and start swirling my
tongue around it the way Jake did mine. I can feel Brad rise up on his
toes. "Ohhhh God you never did that before," he gasps. I pull off it and
lick his tight ball sack, and then I take his balls in my mouth and suck
them. "Ohhhh Jeeeez" he gushes. "Fuckin' eat my balls, Davy." I'm sucking
and licking them at the same time, the way Jake showed me. Rex must have
his tongue up to Brad's throat by now. I can hear him slurping and snorting
as he tries to breath but stay attached to Brad's hole. I've also managed
to turn Brad just a little so that we are sideways to the door. Brad is
holding onto my shoulders now. Jake must be enjoying this show from the
crack in the door. I let go of Brad's balls and take the purple head in my
mouth, holding my lips tight around the helmet. Then I hold it tight in my
lips and slowly slide down his shaft until it's all the way in and my nose
is pressed against his belly. "Ohhhhh God, Davy, yes, yes." I start to bob
up and down on his cock, slower at first but then faster and
faster. "Please God yes yes, Davy, eat it, eat it. I'm gonna shoot." I feel
him go up on his toes again, and then his cock starts to twitch in my
mouth. He's holding my face against his belly and pushing his cock into my
mouth. I can't really taste much, but Brad only squirts a few drops. Then
he just holds my head still with his cock twitching in my mouth while he
tries to catch his breath.

"Enough, Rex" I say, pulling off that beautiful three inches of boy
cock. And Rex pulls his tongue out of Brad's hole and backs away. Brad's
cock is still standing at full attention but pulsing with his
heartbeat. His balls have relaxed and dropped a little. I want to suck them
more but know I have to wait a few minutes. Brad is breathing heavily but
steady. Rex is whining and licking his chops. I think he wants more too. I
stand up and I can't help hugging Brad and whispering in his ear, "Wow."

I'm still holding him when I see the door open and Jake slip into the
little room. He's naked. His big cock is hard, and he's stroking it as he
moves toward us.

********** I move into the room silently on my bare feet and sneak up
behind Brad. It's pretty easy because he's a little distracted to say the
least.

"Maybe you should have some more of that beer," Davy says, "and then we can
do it again." He grins at me as Brad reaches for his open beer and takes a
big swig. Then, "Right, Jake?"

"Right, Davy."

Brad nearly leaves his feet he jumps so much, spins, sees me, lets out a
"Holy Shit" and instinctively tries to cover his cock and balls with one
hand. He also looks at my big cock.

"It's OK," I say just as Davy says the same.

"I . . . we. . . we were. . . he was. . . ."

"It's OK," I repeat. Then, "We're all boys here." Rex gives a little cry
and licks his lips. "Yeah, Rex, you too."

Davy giggles. He's dropped on his knees in position to service Brad again.

"Have a little more beer, Brad, and just calm down."

He looks at me, then at Davy, who's grinning and nodding, then at me again,
and says softly, "OK."

I wink at Davy, knowing we've got Brad now. I move behind Brad and reach to
touch his silky back. He tenses at my touch at first but relaxes as I run
my fingertips from his shoulder blades all the way down to the top of his
crack, then give his right bun a squeeze. He exhales audibly. He has more
of a bubble butt than lean little Davy. I reach around and find his belly
button and trace my fingertips up his chest and across one of those hot
pink nipples. It goes erect instantly and he lets out an airy "ohh" as I
feather touch it half a dozen times. When I find the other nipple and do
the same to it, he turns toward me and removes his hand from his
crotch. His beautiful boycock is swelling again. I bend over and touch a
nipple with the tip of my tongue and flick it until he whispers "oh, yes,
please." This kid has the most gorgeous nipples I've ever seen, and it's
clear they are hotwired to his cock. Round and round the erect little nub
goes my tongue until he lets out another "yesss." I put my hands under his
nipples and squeeze and lift so that he appears to have little breasts. I
motion to Davy to stand and he starts to tongue flick Brad's right nipple
while I continue to tickle the left. Brad throws his head back and moans
softly. I'm wondering if we can get him to wear one of Davy's sister's
training bras and a pair of her tight little bikini panties. I bet we can.

"Rex, eat it," I say, and Rex is immediately back at Brad's crack, his long
pink tongue searching for the smelly hole he loves so much. I release
Brad's titties and reach back to separate his buns so that Rex can bury his
snout in the boy's butt. "Eat that boy pussy." Rex is into Brad's ass and
slurping with long dog laps at the pink little rosebud.

"I- I - I don't have -- a -- pussy," Brad whispers breathily even as Rex is
making oral love to it.

I put my mouth to his ear and whisper, "Yes you do, Brad. You have a hot
boy pussy, and my dog is eating it, and you love it. Tell us you love it."
He hesitates. "Tell us you love it Brad, or I'll make him stop."

"I love it," he says softly.

"What do you love, Brad? Tell us."

"I -- I love your dog eating my -- my --"

"Your what? Say it."

"My boy -- pussy."

As soon as he says it, I motion Davy to go down on Brad. Davy sucks Brad's
three inches into his mouth, and I find his right nipple with my tongue,
his left nipple with my fingertips. We're suddenly working all of Brad's
pleasure points at once. The boy rises up on his toes and gasps, "ohhhhhhh"
over and over as his friend, my dog, and I send spasms of ecstasy through
his body. I pull off long enough to look at Davy bobbing on Brad's cock and
to say, "Rex, eat that pussy. Eat that dirty boy pussy. He loves it when
you eat his pussy. Look at him. He's gonna cum, Rex. You're gonna make him
cum in Davy's mouth. Cum, baby boy. Cum in Davy's mouth."

As though on command, and with me now pinching and twisting his hot pink
titties, Brad thrusts his cock into Davy's mouth, holding onto his hair,
while Rex tries to reach all the way to his boy
sweetspot. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he cries out, then "Ohhhhh" "Ohhhhh" "Ohhhh,
my god!!!!"

When he pushes Davy's head away from his twitching cock, Davy's tongue
still flicking at the air, I take Brad's head in my hands and pull him
toward my hard cock and push the head against his lips. They open slightly
and I push my cock head into his mouth. Rex is continuing to eat his boy
pussy.

"Lick it, Brad," I say. "Lick my cock while my dog eats your pussy."

Davy is crouching on his knees, watching Brad take half of my cock into his
mouth. Instinctively, he is licking his sweet lips.

"Eat it, Brad. You know you want it."

The boy begins to lick at my cock head and around my shaft. Rex is
relentless. Davy reaches down and begins to stroke Brad's cock again. He's
hard again.

I'm not going to last long. "Do you want my cum, Brad?"

"Ummmm," he moans.

"Do you want it in your mouth?"

"Ummmm," he moans and licks my cock head more forcefully.

"Here it comes," I say as I begin to feel my cock pump out cum. Brad pulls
away but already has a mouthful. My cock keeps shooting cum all over his
lips and cheeks and nose. It is running down his chin. He looks momentarily
stunned.

I lean down and lick my cum from his lips, my tongue finding its way into
his mouth. I lick his chin and his face, cleaning him like a puppy.

Finally, I say, "Enough, Rex," and Rex backs away from the hot pink boy
pussy, dripping with dog saliva and Brad's own juices.

Davy reaches over and wipes some oozing cum from my cock head on his
finger. He takes it to his mouth and licks the finger clean. We all just
pause and breathe for a minute. A long couple of minutes actually. Davy
pumps and squeezes my cock again and gathers another glob of cum on his
finger. This time he holds his finger out to Brad's lips and Brad parts
them slightly. Davy pushes his finger into Brad's mouth, and Brad suckles
the finger and eats my cum.

I move behind Rex so that I can feel his hard dog dick. It is huge. I pull
back on it and feel for his forming knot.

"Brad, Davy," I say, "Feel Rex's dick. It's the least you can do."

They reach under the dog and I can see their hands moving. "Pump it like
you jack yourself. Feel how big and hard it is? He's got the biggest dick
here." They feel and stroke and pump Rex's massive cock. Rex starts to move
his hips fucking their hands.

Finally Brad says, "He's cumming in my hand." Davy continues to work the
dog dick.

When Davy stands up again, I reach over and pull Davy's shorts down and
allow him to step out of them so that we all three are naked. Again I
marvel at the beauty of Davy's boy cock and tight ball sack, all completely
hairless and velvety. Then I say, "Now it's Davy's turn. Let's go upstairs
to bed."

********** I can't believe we're doing this. Jake put Brad in the bed and
pushed his knees up onto his chest so that his cock and balls and butthole
were all right there. Then he took some baby oil and started fingering
Brad's hole. Brad really likes it when you touch him there. His head was
going from side to side, and then when Jake started sucking Brad's cock and
fingering his hole, Brad went kinda crazy. Jake made him say "Fuck my
pussy! Fuck my pussy!" over and over again.

Then Jake rubbed my cock with the same oil and he helped me stick my cock
at Brad's hole and then sliding inside him! It felt all hot and tight and
slick, and I just kinda knew what to do automatically sliding my cock in
and out of Brad's hole. So I'm doing that and Brad is saying "Fuck my
pussy. Yeah, fuck my pussy" when I feel Jake's hot breath at my crack. He
spreads my butt cheeks and starts licking my butt even while I'm fucking
Brad. His tongue finds my hole and he's eating my hole while I'm fucking
Brad. This is really hot. I think I'm gonna see stars like in the
cartoons. Only this is real. Every time I pull out of Brad, it makes Jake's
tongue go into me more, so I'm fucking Brad, and Jake is tongue fucking
me. Brad starts yelling "I'm cumming. Oh god fuck me fuck me. Fuck me,
Davy!" Jake reaches around and under me and starts pinching Brad's
nipples. Brad screams "OH GOD YESSssssss!"

Brad goes limp. I'm still fucking him but he's gone. It's like he's passed
out.

Jake pulls his tongue out of me and pulls me off of Brad.

"Now it's time for you and me, Davy," he says.

I'm scared. I don't want him to fuck me with his big cock.

"I -- I don't know, Jake. I -- I'm..."

"Davy," he says, gazing into my eyes. "You don't understand. I want you to
fuck me."

"Me? You?"

Jake nods and lies on his back beside the limp and breathless Brad. He
reaches for baby oil, pulls his knees up, and massages oil into his
butthole. "Come here, sweet baby boy. Fuck me with that gorgeous hard
cock." He pulls me onto his chest, and he reaches for my hard cock and
guides it to his hole. It slides in and I just freeze, feeling myself
inside Jake's hot butt. "Fuck me, Davy," he says softly. "Fuck me with your
beautiful cock." I start to fuck him the same as I did Brad. Jake is
holding my head against his chest and stroking my hair as I fuck him slow
at first but then faster and faster. It feels really good. Then Jake
reaches for my butt with one hand and slides a finger into my crack. My
butt is going up and down as I fuck him, and his finger slides into my hole
so that when I'm fucking Jake his finger is fucking my butthole. Brad rises
up on one elbow and is watching us, his tongue licking his lips. I lift my
head off Jake's chest and stick out my tongue toward Brad. He leans over
and lets his tongue play with mine. This is feeling really really good
now. I'm fucking Jake really fast now and Jake is saying "Yeah, baby, yeah,
baby, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, beautiful boy!" My cock is so excited it
almost has an itching feeling, hard to describe. But I know the orgasm
feeling is coming. I try to push into Jake even harder and deeper. I hear
my skin slapping against Jake's. Jake moans and I lift my head to see him
being kissed by Brad. It looks like Jake is sucking Brad's tongue. Slap,
slap, slap. Here it comes.

I let out a long "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and then another and then another as
all my energy is concentrated into my hard thrusting cock. I push in as
deep as I can and just hold it there. I can feel it twitching inside Jake's
hot hole, like it wants to squirt but can't. Eventually, I put my head back
on Jake's chest, and I feel him kiss the top of my head.

"I love you, Davy," he whispers. And that makes me tingle more than
anything else we've done all night.

**********

I'm putting my things in the car for the short drive back to college after
an exhausting weekend. My parents should be pulling in any minute. I talked
to my mom this morning, and she thinks they'd like to go back to the beach
either next weekend or the one after. I told her I'd be happy to come home
again and stay with Rex.

What a lucky dog, to get to stay here for the week, sitting at our back
gate and waiting for 3:15, waiting for his next taste of hot and sweaty boy
pussy.

**********

Thanks to everyone who sent comments to Part I. There were so many, it was
a bit overwhelming, but I tried to acknowledge all. Apparently, Rex has a
new fan club. Again, feedback to lytle.peters@gmail.com is welcome. I have
some other stories I want to write, but obviously I've left the door open
for Davy, Brad, Jake, and Rex to have more fun.