Date: Sun, 18 Oct 2009 13:23:42 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 4: "Ian Crocker"

"IAN CROCKER"
By Max the Cat
(MM/b-MMMMMM/b-M/b)
Comments and Suggestions to gmony6@gmail.com

Part 4: "Sure I'll do a Movie!

     They pulled in from the party at 2:30 a.m. and filed out, completely
exhausted. Ian was still walking funny, the second time in three days he
had been double penetrated. He enjoyed it, and the two men fawning over
him. He could still feel all the tongues licking the whip cream off his
body; they had tickled when they had gotten to his skin. David was walking
next to him, his arm draped over his shoulder and his head one his
shoulder.
     Ian stopped at David room "hey sleepyhead were hear, this is your
room." David opened his eyes. "Thanks Ian I'm whipped there seemed to be
cocks coming from everywhere, but hell I could be on the streets selling my
ass for peanuts, here I eat, have my own room and that savings account, you
know I've made three thousand in residuals from my Dog and his Boy DVD's
and to think I'm a cat person, see "ya" in the morning" and went into his
rom.
     Ian got into the big bed they had given him and put his hands under
his head and looked up at the ceiling "3000 for fucking some dogs "WOW!" He
rolled over and was out almost at once. He had dreams of sex and cocks and
more cocks, yet when he woke up he was really rested. Cary opened the door
"Hey you awake? Ian propped himself up "Yes, Cary I'm awake!"
     Cary sat on the side of the bed "will you look at the hole in my
butt?" Ian looked at him funny "What?" Cary blushed "I still feel big and I
want to make sure its only feeling from Rufio?" He got up and bent over;
split his cheeks "how does it look?" Ian grinned "Hell I can put my fist in
there with no trouble, here I'll show you" He slapped Cary on the butt
cheek real hard "no you're tight!"
     Now Ian started to think "maybe you better check me, I took two cocks
back there last night and bent over and split his butt cheeks?" Cary wet
his fore finger and pushed it in the tight opening "how's that?" Ian said
"whew" I started to worry, well that makes me feel better. "I'm hungry,
let's go eat!"
     After Ian was fed Bart took him home and handed him an envelope,
looking inside his big blue eyes got bigger, he counted 5 one hundred
dollar bills "Bart that's great, thanks." Bart smiled "there's more where
that came from, we'll contact you, real soon!" Ian walked into the
house. Mrs. Carmichael was feeding his mom and he said "Hi" but
Mrs. Carmichael just nodded and he went to his room.
     Ian put the money with the rest, stripped and danced around his
room. Being naked was just the norm for him now. He logged on and skipped
around the site. He stopped dead in his tracks. There were pictures of the
party on the amateur part of the B.T.W. site; he was there in all his naked
glory, on his knees sucking a cock while holding another. He counted twenty
three more pictures of his naked self in action. He smiled "I am very
photogenic, if I say so myself!"
     Ian moved to the chat room and sat across from the best looking man he
had ever seen in his life. The man in his late twenties or early thirties
had the body of a Greek God and Ian had an immediate erection "Hi, I'm Ian"
the beautiful man smiled "well hello lovely one I'm Armando, why have I
never seen you before?" Ian giving Armando a complete view of his naked
torso said "Gee I don't know, but I'm glad we've met now." Armando stood up
and Ian was drooling, .he wiped his mouth quickly. Armando uncut cock
seemed to dance around his crotch and Ian's eyes followed it, in its
movements.
     Armando saw he was turning on the young hottie and took it in his
hand, skinned it back and exposed a red/purple hard flared helmet. "Gee
Armando your cock is beautiful!" "Why thank you, Ian I see you have a
scrumptious one also, such a beautiful mouthful. Ian was hard, the flared
head tingled and the whole stalk throbbed, he knew that he would be on his
back, his thin legs wide and let Armando have his way with him had they
been in the same room!
     Armando said the magic words "would you meet me Ian?" Ian said yes and
told him where he lived. Armando told him he lived close and would meet him
at the park. "Where, when? Ian said quickly. Armando said he would pick Ian
up at ten the next morning; they would have the whole day to
themselves. Ian was so excited he was jacking off in front of Armando and
hot cum shot forth onto his desk!
     Ian sat waiting. He looked up and with the sun shining behind him
stood Armando. "Hello Ian, ready for our afternoon?" Ian quickly stood up
and the two climbed into a new red Porsche. Ian sat in the black leather as
the sped away. "This is a beautiful car Armando" Ian said, almost coming
unglued. Armando looked over and smiled.
     Armando escorted the youngster into his place. "Ian lets go down
stairs to my special room. The room was dark and Armando clicked on a
switch and a red light that spun around and gave a flickering
effect. Armando opened a cooler and handed Ian a cold drink. Armando had
one himself, Ian drank half of his and Armando put his down and took Ian in
his arms and kissed him deeply. Ian felt lightheaded and wobbly, and then
everything went black!
    When Ian awoke he was naked and tied to a rack on the wall. Armando was
now dressed in black leather, a black leather mask and holding a small
whip. Ian became afraid. He couldn't say a thing his mouth had a red ball
in it and was tied around his head. "Ugh, ugh. Ugh came out of Ian's voice
box "well little Ian I have you restrained, your mine you little bitch" and
slapped Ian's butt cheek with the horse crop. He walked up to the boy and
clamped a nipple clamp to the right nipple, then to the left nipple giving
it a twist. He began to walk away and turned and slapped the other butt
cheek.
    Ian was really befuddled, he wasn't sure what was going on, but he
couldn't say anything. Armando walked up and grasped his cock and wanked
it. He poured some lube in his hand, grasped Ian's cock again and began to
jack him off. Ian was squirming, but couldn't do a thing about it. He was
almost ready to cum and Armando stopped and took off some leather and
exposed his own cock and went to Ian's back, split Ian's butt cheeks and
pushed in two lubed fingers and found Ian's special spot.
    He fingered the boy for a few minutes and stepped back and slapped each
butt cheek five times, then centered himself behind Ian and rammed his cock
into the helpless boy all the way and began to fuck Ian with lustful
abandon. He pushed his rampant penis in and out of Ian who could do nothing
but take the hard skewering of the older persons cock "Fuck, fuck that hot
hole, I love to fuck you whores, you're mine and your hot hole for my
using, take my beautiful cock you little shit!"
    Ian was bewildered, he had thought they would lay in a bed and have an
afternoon of wonderful fucking, yet here he was hanging on an wall and
being called names, yet Armando's hard cock was bring him to a cum, the
finger as set the feeling off and his sperm was working it's way to the
crest and his four inch cock was tingling and throbbing and each time
Armando's cock it a certain place he was pushed a bit farther to the
brink. Armando twisted each nipple again!
     Ian felt Armando's cock swell and hot creamy cum blast inside of
him. His cock was at the point of no return, the head flared and got very
hard, the slit opened wide and his semen hit the air in four white arcs's,
then hit the cold floor in four separate splats.
    Armando sperm was running down the inside of his thin legs. Glossy
streams pooled on the floor with his four puddles! Ian hung there as
Armando finished with five more whacks on each butt cheek. He opened Ian's
red lips and poured the rest of the drink down Ian's throat and Ian soon
went black!
     Ian woke up fully dressed and sitting on a park bench at the park. He
opened his blue eyes, his head ached and his butt cheeks stung. He had a
hard time focusing his eyes. He sat there and looked around. There wasn't a
sole around. He tried to walk, but he had to sit back down, so he stayed
put for almost an hour.
     He made his way to the toilet black and kneeled down, stuck a finger
down his throat and brought up what was in his stomach. Over the sink he
washed his face. He felt better and walked home. Everyone was asleep and he
was able to go to his room, take a shower. Naked he walked back in his room
and looked at his red butt cheeks. He was glad there was no blood, he went
to sleep!
     He woke up later than usual. He was surprised that he felt better that
he thought he would. He called the brothers and told Bert what happened
"Ian didn't anyone tell you about him?" Ian said no one had. "I sure wish I
had" he said. "Listen Ian, you only work with us, no one will hurt you, and
I guarantee it, OK?" Ian told him he did.
      "Ian would you like to do some movies for B.T.W. we have a few coming
up?" Ian thought a minute "sure Bert I would love to make a movie for you
guys, but can we wait a few days, my butt still hurts and what ever he gave
me, it's really made me queasy? Bert told him not to worry.
     Two days later Ian was at the home of the brothers, wearing not a
stitch of clothing, the uniform of the Pleasure boy. He was watching David
and Cary throw a Frisbee. "Hey Ian lets make it a three way Cary
asked. "OK" and Ian got into position. They were throwing the object when
Bert walked out "Ian come into the library for a minute, please!"
     "What's up Bert?" The lad asked "You ready to make your first movie?"
"Sure, where, when?" Bert put down some papers "today!" Ian smiled "sure
I'm ready, what kind of movie Bert?" "You'll be the Pizza delivery boy for
this one and take on five poker players." Ian grinned I guess I'm the one
getting poked, right?" Laughing he looked at Bert.  Bert looked up at him
and shook his head "everyone is a comedian, right?"
      They dress Ian in very tight and skimpy shorts, a tee shirt that just
covered his brown nipples and running shoes. He was topped by an off kilter
baseball cap which read B.T.W. Pizza. His mop of brown/blond hair came from
under at all angles. He put on his own running shoes and was handed a pizza
box. Bert briefed Ian and told him that Bart would answer the door and be
one of the five that would be his co-stars. Ian nodded; at least he would
know some one.
     He went outside and waited to the count of twenty, then rang the door
bell. Bart answered and Ian piped up "pizza delivery." Behind him was the
videographer, there would be a seconded waiting inside. "Come in I'll get
you some money." Ian followed Bart into the game room where four other men
sat around a card table. Ian had to look twice two of the poker players
were black. He had never been fucked by a black cock before, he had heard
how big they were and he swallowed hard.
      "Well will you look at him and the way he's dressed" one of the
players commented. "Look at that sweet ass on him a real bubble butt." One
of the black men commented.  Ian rubbed up against one of the men who
wrapped an arm around him "hey kid how much of a tip do you want? Ian gave
the man a big smile "it's up to you sir" and slipped a hand over the man's
crotch and squeezed "your very hard sir!" and licked his red lips.
     "Hey kid, see the money on the card table." Ian nodded and smiled
"that's quite a lot of money sir" he answered. "How would you like it all?"
Ian swung his ass from side to side and put a finger in his mouth and
sucked "what would I have to do for it?" and sent his hips and butt to the
other side.
       "The seconded black man said "hop up on the table and let us get a
real good look at your body. Ian quickly was up there and took off his tee
shirt and cap. He tweaked his nipples to make them harder. He sent his hips
back and forth a couple of times, the kicked off his shoes. "I need some
help with my shorts, please" he said and sucked his finger again.
       The two black men got up and helped him off with his shorts,
exposing his hardening red capped penis. He pulled on it a few times just
as Bart walked back in. "I see he's giving us a strip show, and look at
that bubble butt, I bet he's a good fuck?" He squeezed both but cheeks "are
you a good fuck son?" "Ian looked at him "I've been told I was, but you'll
have to tell me for sure, sir?"
       The five were quickly stripping and Ian bent over and split his butt
cheek to give them a better look at the goal for the afternoon. "I've also
been told I can suck the chrome of a bumper, what ever that means? They
stripped faster. Five piles of clothing lay strewn in the game room and
their hands were roaming over Ian's nubile body. He loved the rough feeling
scraping his skin!
       Ian found the table actually spun around. He lay on his stomach; it
gave him better access to the cocks presented to his full red lips. He took
hold of Bart's purple headed throbber and ran his tongue up the underside,
from bottom to the top. He was rewarded with a large dollop of pearly
cream. He sucked half of it into his warm wet mouth.
      Number two belonged to Willis and it was coal black. Holding it and
skinning back the black hood he exposed the fat crown. Ian jacked it a few
times and licked off the creamy bead and sucked in the black sausage. He
licked and sucked and when he went to number 3 he left it a glossy black.
      The third belonged to Bart and Bert's cousin Matthew. It was the
longest he had ever seen in his young life. Again he wanked it and got a
creamy gift and licked it off. Ian pushed in all he could to the back of
his throat and still three inches were left. He decided he had to deal with
it later, and went to the other black cock which was as big as the
first. Manny, Willis's younger brother held Ian's by his cheeks and fucked
his mouth while Ian's tongue rolled over the coal black length.
     Finally the last poker player got his turn in Ian's mouth. He was
older, grayer, but his cock was big and fat. Ian jacked and licked it over
and over. Herman held Ian's head "ready" and before Ian could say anything
Herman drove his cock into Ian's mouth and to the back of his throat. Ian's
eyes watered, he was breathing through his nose, and he swallowed the whole
thing.
    "Let's fuck him" Herman commanded! Bart spun the table and Ian went
around and around. His red lips ended up on Herman's cock and Bart's cock
was aimed at Ian's hot hole where Bart quickly sunk his cock in to the hilt
and rapidly fucked the young boi-slut. Herman's cock probed Ian's wet mouth
while is hands held both black cocks and wanked the best he could. Bart
made twenty five hard fucks then passed Ian to Willis who wasted no time in
plunging his black weapon in to the hilt, but he moved slowly in and out of
the tight orifice relishing the sucking of Ian's hard muscled boi-cunt
"damn this little white bitch can milk a cock, holy damn it's good ass."
     Ian was passed to Mathew while Manny got sucked hard and deep, the red
tongue scraped the hard underside, "if is ass is as good as his mouth this
will be an orgy to remember." Manny moaned as Ian's red tongue found his
tight ball sac. Ian hard young body loved the attention he was
getting. Both videographers were also sporting hard cocks, beads of sweat
glistened on their foreheads.
      Bart announced "let's make an Oreo cookie out of him. Ian was sucking
and didn't get it. Willis lay down along side of Ian and they picked him up
and sat him down on the hard black cock facing away, then Manny positioned
his cock at Ian's hot lubed hole. "Dear lord both of them, I don't know?"
He was interrupted when Many pushed forward and ran his cock inside along
with Willis's black monster. The two black men had his white body between
them and were fucking him hard and deep, their black body's glistened with
sweat in the lights. The video team recorded the impaling of Ian. His
blond/brown head rolled to the side "there so big, I'm so full of black
cock.
     He was being drilled when Mathew climbed on the table and began to
feed him his cock. Ian was now fucking and sucking. Bert and Herman placed
their cocks in Ian's hands and the orgy was in full swing. Herman swelled
first, the slit in the head opened and his hot semen landed on Ian's left
side. Willis and Manny started to shoot at the same time, the tight hole
made it more than they could handle. Ian felt the hot cumy blasts inside of
him.
     Mathew was next his cock got bigger inside of Ian's mouth and Ian was
swallowing as fast as he could in order not to drown. The cameraman was
recording his Adams apple bouncing up and down with a white stream rolling
down the corner of his lips. Finally Bart's cock erupted and coated Ian's
right brown nipple giving it a shinny brown hue!
     Gobs of semen flowed out the stretched hole and onto the green
covering of the poker table. The cameramen now filmed the five naked men
sitting around the table. Five limp cocks dripping what was left of their
ejaculate. Ian lay on the table counting all the money. He looked up at the
camera lens, smiling "well I hope you enjoyed my delivery, remember if it's
pizza or sex that you need, please call B.T.W. Pizza and we do deliver, and
I mean we deliver!" The silence was broken by the word `CUT" and the
filming was over!
     Ian got up and went to each limp cock and sucked them "nice work guys,
man that was one good fucking you guys gave me, hope we can work together
again, this movie making is fun and very profitable." He went in and
showered!
     Bert handed him a new envelope as he drove him home. "Can you get out
this weekend again?" Ian said he thought he could "What's up Bert?" "We
have a birthday party and we need twenty boys for it." Ian smiled and said
"I'll call and let you know?" As he started to close the car door Bert
added "Please stay off the chat rooms, the next time it could go worse for
you, sometimes you don't come back!"

Part 5: Party On, Dudes!

Thanks to Cutterman (check out his stories on Nifty under G. Cutter) Thanks
to those artists I mention.

Look for: Part 1 "The Games!" Part 4 of "Gordie, our slutboy!"