Date: Mon, 22 Dec 2008 19:53:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Nick Valentine <youngpaleblonde@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jack and the Wrestlers

(The following story is a work of fiction featuring sexual acts between two
adults and a minor.  Feel free to send me messages back at
youngpaleblonde@yahoo.com )

Jack pressed himself up against the wall as he peered into the gym.  His
ears strained to the silence, eyes peeking around to make sure the room had
emptied.  There it was: the ring.  He ran as quietly as he could up to it
just to rest his fingertips on it.  The boy's heart fluttered as his hands
fell upon the canvas.  Twice every month, he rode his bike as hard as he
could through the dark just to see his heroes performing in that very ring.
He closed his eyes just to savor the feeling, the tightness of the ropes
and softness of the ring skirt.  It all felt so surreal.  Watching the show
night after night, he never dreamed of being close enough to actually touch
it.

His heart pumped faster as he saw a sliver of light coming from an open
door across the room.  Each night, the wrestlers had come bursting from
that very locker room door.  He scurried over and pushed his way through
the door into the warmly lit locker room.

"Nick, Nick, Nick..." a soft voice said.  Jack pressed up against the cold
locker as he strained his ears.  "You're a little bruised up, but nothing
that won't fade by tomorrow."

"The cheap fuck stiffed me!" an angry voice replied.  Jack inched over to
the side, peaking around the corner.  In the back corner of the locker room
stood a musclebound blond, dressed only in silk boxing shorts, boots and
gear laid off to the side atop his suitcase.  Jack held back a joy-filled
whimper as he looked up at his favorite wrestler ever, Nick Blitzer.
Beside him stood a dark haired man, dressed in a boy scout shirt and black
pants.  Luke Angel, grinning charmingly just the same as he did in the
ring, leaned up close to him.

"You'll be all right.  I always thought the battered and bruised look
seemed kind of," Luke paused to search for a word. "rugged."  He leaned in
close to check out the Nick's black eye.  "It was a great match, love.
Here, I'll kiss it better."  Leaning in close, his lips trailed across
Nick's forehead, down his temple, and over his cheek.  Nick grinned darkly.

"That's not the only place that hurts," he growled playfully as he wrapped
his wide arms around his lithe partner.

"Oh really?  Other than that stiff elbow you took, I thought the match was
flawless."

"Yeah, but I've still got blue balls from this morning," Nick chuckled,
pulling Luke in tighter.  Jack felt his face flooding with a blush as he
watched the two of them.  They often pressed up close to one another in the
ring, but it seemed they were pressing even tighter against one another in
the locker room.  He swallowed hard as he stepped around the corner.

"Excuse me?" he said shyly.  Nick's head snapped quickly over to him as he
gave Luke a shove, trying to quickly put distance between them.  The
manager yelped as stumbled and turned to look at the shy boy.

"Yes?  Are you lost, kiddo?"  Luke said as he began to move over to him.

"Luke..." Nick said quietly, folding his arms tightly across his chest.
"That tone... you aren't seriously planning to-"

"Or maybe you're just looking for an autograph," Luke finished, cutting
Nick off.  A dark grin swept across his face as he leaned down to look at
the kid.

"An autograph?  Really?"  Jack said, his eyes widening as he looked at both
of them.  Nick folded his arms and leaned up against the lockers.  Luke
smirked as he turned around, rear swishing as he walked back over to his
wrestler.

"Well, the only thing is, we were in the middle of getting cleaned up.
You'll have to wait for us to get done," he said coyly.  Nick gave a slight
shuffle as Luke's hands trailed across his chest.  "Or you could just
shower with us.  I'm sure time would pass," he grabbed as the waistband of
Nick's trunks, "quick."

"Really?  You'll show me what the showers are like, too?" he asked
excitedly, feeling as if he'd finally stepped into a dream.  Nick couldn't
help but give his own dark grin as Luke leaned close against him.

"Sure thing, kiddo," Nick said quietly as he slowly unbuttoned Luke's
shirt, exposing his thin, toned chest.  "What's your name, anyway?"

"Jack," the boy replied, watching as Luke cooed softly to the gently
touches of Nick's fingertips.

"And how old are you, Jack?" Luke said, slipping his shirt from his
shoulders.

"Twelve," the boy replied, drawing cautiously closer to the two of them.
Both wrestlers placed hands across his back to pull him closer.  Nick moved
his fingers under Jack's shirt and slowly tugged it over his head, exposing
his tummy, still covered in a thin layer of baby fat.  Slowly, Nick's hands
tickled along the milk white skin as his free hand pulled the tshirt fully
off.

"Wow, that's 6th grade, right?  So you like our shows?"  he said gently as
Luke's hands moved down to the front of his pants, pulling them down
slowly.  Jack gave a slow quiver as the cool hands traced the lines of his
body.  Luke's skin was surprisingly cool compared to the warm palms of
Nick's hands.

"Yeah, you guys are the best," Jack said quietly, looking nervously down as
Luke slid the zipper down on his pants.  The dark haired man smiled
tenderly back as he stood up, leaving the boy in his briefs.  In one slow
motion, he pressed up close to Nick and slid his shorts down.  Jack's face
flushed brightly as Nick's plump dick came into view.  He had seen other
boys in gym class, but never a full grown man before.  It looked massive,
easily dwarfing the three and a half he proudly owned (though he was only
proud because when he had compared at a sleepover, he was biggest amongst
his friends.)

"Getting a good look?" the blond wrestler said teasingly as he folded his
arms across his chest.  Jack's face lit up even brighter as he looked
quickly off to the side, only to find himself staring directly at Luke's
package, which—unlike Nick and himself—was surrounded by a curly
patch of dark hair.  Luke ran his hands down his own body, smoothing out
his body hair.  Unlike Jack's father, who looked like a grizzly bear when
he walked around shirtless, Luke's fuzz was soft and light.

"Come on, Jack," Luke said tenderly as he knelt down to pick up his soap
and shampoo from his bags.  "You can't shower with your briefs on."

"But," Jack protested shyly, "I'm shy."

"Why's that?" Nick said, ruffling the boy's soft brown hair.  Jack lowered
his head and pulled his hands away from his briefs slowly.  A tent jutted
sharply out from his body as the very tip had already turned the briefs
clear from the pre dribbling from the tip.  "Ohhhh," Nick said quietly as
he knelt down, hooking a finger under the boy's chin to look him in the
eye.  "Don't be embarrassed, kiddo.  It happens to all of us.  It's pretty
impressive, too.  I wish I could leak that much."

"Really?" Jack said with a nervous smile.  Nick grinned back before
standing up, his own cock now throbbing and rock hard.  Jack's jaw dropped
as the eight inch monster throbbed in front of him.  Before he could speak,
Luke stepped in and wrapped a hand around it, giving a gentle tug.

"Don't open your mouth in front of it like that," he said with a smirk.
"You never know what he might go for."  Jack tilted his head in confusion
as Nick gave a guilty grin, being quickly lead off to the showers,
throbbing member leading the way.  "And Jack, if you really want that
autograph, make sure you catch up," Luke called back without even glancing
over his shoulder.  With a single quick motion, Jack stripped off his
briefs and dashed to catch up with the other two in the shower.

The gym shower was surprisingly clean, especially compared to the ones in
Jack's school.  The wall tiles were bright white and clean, and the floor
was covered in gray tiles and rough strips to prevent slipping.  As Jack
stepped into the shower area, a warm gust of steam sent a quiver through
his body.  Hot water splashed from the nozzle in the corner as Luke built
up lather in his hands and rubbed it into Nick's back.  The muscular blond
leaned up against the tile as Luke's hands worked over his sore body,
taking extra time to soap his well toned ass cheeks.  Jack crept closer,
keeping a close watch as Luke pulled him into the warm water to wash him
clean.

"I think it's little Jack's turn to get his back washed," Luke said,
grinning devilishly as the water matted his hair down and made little
trails through his body hair.  Jack moved up closer as Luke gathered up
more lather in his hands.  "Hmm, you're a pretty short.  Why don't we have
Nick hold you?"  Nick's head shot up, cheeks still visible blushing even
with the redness from the hot water.  Luke grinned wider as he soaped up
Nick's firm abs and chest before lifting Jack into the air.  "Hang on tight
to him!"

Jack wrapped his arms around Nick's neck, just as told.  His heart
fluttered faster as the muscular armed held him tight, trapping his
throbbing boyhood between their smooth bodies.  Luke's hands began to rub
and stroke along his frame, making him coo and sigh as he unconsciously
wriggled his hips, grinding into the slick soapy warmth between his own
body and Nick's.  Luke tugged on his thighs to reposition them before
running to soap covered hands up them.  Jack gasped and blushed as he felt
Nick's throbbing shaft slip between his thighs, bucking slowly in and out
of them.  Luke leaned up against the wall, slowly stroking himself as he
watched the other two rubbing their slick bodies between one another.

"I like the hairless look, don't you, Jack?" Nick whispered into the boy's
ear, slowly grinding.  "Luke's all furry."

"I don't know," Jack whimpered, his body trembling from the sensation of
rubbing his stiffy across Nick's washboard abs.  "I like being hairless
too, I guess."

"Yeah, it's really the best," Nick chuckled, leaning down to kiss the soft
hair.

Jack began to grind faster, not fully knowing why it felt so good to rub
against Nick's body but unable to stop himself.  Nick's hands grabbed his
supple rump cheeks, spreading them to brush his fingertips and down the
crevice.  Jack's hips worked quicker in rhythm as Nick fucked in and out
between his soapy thighs, workings the tip of his index finger into the
sweet pink pucker.  Jack gasped as he felt the intruding finger sinking
into him, his body yearning for more as he thrust forward as hard as his
body would allow.

"I'm gonna shoot!" he cried out as Nick began to pump his finger in and out
of his hole.  Nick leaned back up against the wall as he held the boy
tight, letting him shake and wriggle in his strong grasp.  Clean shots of
boy seed shot from his cocklet, splattering across Nick's chest.  The
wrestler growled animalistically as he felt the hole around his finger
squeezing and contract rapidly around his fat fingertip, soft and hot as
the boy rode out the waves of pleasure from his climax.  Nick slipped a
hand between both of them to gather up the glistening boycream from his
body.  His tongue worked greedily through his fingers, savoring and tasting
it.  "You're drinking it?" Jack asked, still panting as cum dribbled out
from the tip and over his tight sack.

"Yeah, it's really sweet," Nick said with a lusty smile.  "Just like you,
kiddo."

"Hey, quit hogging it," Luke said, sliding up beside both of them.  "I want
to taste it, too."  He pressed his lips tight against Nick's, pushing his
tongue between them to gather up the seed already coating Nick's tongue.
He nibbled and nursed at it, savoring the sweet musky taste.

Jack went limp in his grasp, though it was no trouble for Nick to keep him
suspended in the air.  Luke stepped up closer, tenderly pulling them both
into the warm water to wash them.  Stars flicked in Jack's eyes as he
fought to recover from the intense orgasm while Luke and Nick both scrubbed
him clean.  He curled up against the muscular chest as the water shut off,
and he was soon cloaked in a fluffy towel.

Carrying him out of the showers and back to the lockers, Nick and Luke
gently lowered Jack back down onto his feet.  The boy stumbled a bit but
regained his footing, looking up at both of them.  "That was really fun,"
he said with an shy grin.  "And now do I get my autograph?"

"Well," Luke said, folding his arms across his chest, hard on now jutting
from his body.  "That wasn't very polite."  Jack's face fell as he looked
up nervously.

"What wasn't?" he asked, beginning to kick at the ground.

"You came and didn't get us off.  That's a bit of a faux pas, you know.  If
you're going to play around, everyone should get to finish."

"But I didn't know!"

"Well," Luke said again, making sure to give adequate pause before
finishing.  "If you can help get both of us off, we'll give you your
autograph."  Jack sat down on the locker room bench as he looked up at both
of them.  Before he could question, Luke pulled both of his hands and
placed one on each throbbing cock beside him.  Jack's eyes darted back and
forth, looking at both veiny shafts in his hands as he tried hard to stroke
both at the same time.

"This is tough," he said nervously, not wanting either to realize he was
struggling with his task.

"Then get on all fours," Nick said, his voice husky as he stepped behind
him.  Jack awkwardly balanced himself on the narrow bench as Nick grabbed
his hips tight, fingers digging in to his soft body.  Luke gave the boy's
hair a gentle ruffling before seizing a handful and forcefully lowing him
down towards the throbbing shaft.

"Just open your mouth and nurse on it," Luke instructed.  Jack opened wide
and wrapped his mouth around the fat head, struggling to get his jaw any
wider.  The dark haired man shuddered as the soft lips bobbed up and down
the sensitive head as his hands wrapped around the shaft, tugging at it
slowly."  "Good boy.  You're a natural born cocksucker," Luke said with a
gasp.  "Nick, you should let him try on you."

"I'm kind of preoccupied," Nick snarled as he pressed his face between the
soft cheeks.  His tongue pressed ravenously against the hole, making Jack
squirm.  Luke's grip on his head tightened, keeping the boy in one place to
prevent him from accidentally scrapping his teeth. His tongue tip darted
around the ring, searching for the entrance.  Jack's eyes widened even more
as Nick's tongue finally found its target, spreading the hole wide as it
sank in.

"Mmmph!" Jack murmured around the fat cock already in his mouth.

"Ah, ah, you're not going anywhere," Luke said lowly, stroking his hand
down the boy's cheek as he rocked his hips, slowly facefucking the young
fan.  His heavy dick slipped in and out of the moist maw, drool sliding
down the shaft as his hands began working up and down what his mouth
couldn't accommodate.  Nick's tongue began to work in and out of the sweet
pucker, tasting of musky boy scents.  He snapped his head quickly to the
side, sinking his teeth into the milky skin of Jack's ass cheek.  Jack
whimpered as Nick's teeth left a glowing red mark before the wrestler dove
back in, spreading his hole wider and wider as his tongue probed inside.

"If you're really planning to do what I think you're going to do, two
conditions," Luke said, leaning over the tiny body between them to watch as
Nick's tongue flicked teasingly around the hole before plunging in again.
Nick only glanced up, refusing to stop his assault while Luke spoke.  "One,
you should use the alboline, just to make it easier.  I'm sure our young
friend doesn't want to have his first try be done on spit and spirit alone.
Second," he trailed off as he gave a few quick thrusts deeper into the wet
mouth.  "I get seconds."

Nick slowly moved backwards, marveling at the bridge of saliva connecting
his tongue as the boy's twitching hole.  He spread the cheeks with his
hands to watch the hole winking, twitching almost in time with the boy's
heartbeat.  He reached down into his bag to pick up a jar of lotion before
popping open the lid and slicking up his pulsing shaft.  His eyes burned
brightly as he pressed a lubed fingertip into the pucker, feeling him
spread.

Jack wriggled himself free, gasping for air before whispering, "What's that
stuff?"

"Alboline," Luke said, his tone informative and brief, "It's what wrestlers
rub onto their bodies before their matches.  That's not what's important
right now.  Jack, listen to me.  Nick is going to fuck you.  It might hurt
at first, but if you stay relaxed, I'm sure you'll enjoy every minute.  I
just want you to know that if it starts to hurt, you just keep sucking
harder to try and forget that.  Understand?"  Luke pressed Jack back down
around his member, and Jack nodded the best he could while Luke still had a
hold of his hair.  "Good boy.  Nick, try to let him adjust at first, all
right?"

Nick lined himself up, now only an animal in heat as he pressed the thick
tip against the virgin hole.  His hips bucked slowly, eyes fixated on the
rosebud as he pressed harder, rubbing more lube onto his shaft and the
hole.  With one last push, the hole spread wide as Jack whimpered sharply,
suddenly sucking as hard as he could around the dribbling shaft in his
mouth.  Nick groaned as the felt the hole milking around him, tugging him
even deeper inside.  He slid forward, guided by the slick lube and the
boy's contractions, feeling the walls of his body squeezing around him.

"Oh fuck!" Nick groaned as he sank in, savoring every bit.  "There's three
inches," he moaned, drawing his hips back and thrusting forward, "and four.
Oh fuck, it's so tight!  Luke, let him go, I want to hear him!"

Luke sighed playfully as he tugged the boy up and off his pulsing shaft,
letting him gasp and moan loudly.  Nick slid out to the tip and slid back
in, pushing another half an inch inside each time.  "Oh fuck, oohhh, fuck,
it's just so tight, I can feel him milking me."

"It's really big!" Jack moaned, squirming around in the grasp of the two
men.  His body wriggled around as Luke lowered his head to kiss along his
neck.

"You can say stop anytime, sweetheart," Luke whispered into his ear before
wrapping his lips around it, nipping at the lobe.  Nick's hands squeezed
tighter around the bony little hips as he sank in another inch, gasping.

"L-Luke," he stammered, eyes glazed over as he gave another few quick,
shallow thrusts, evoking a series of squeaks from the boy pinned under him.
"I think I bottomed out."

"Bottomed out?" Luke said, not even glancing down at Jack as he
instinctively grabbed a handful of hair and pushed his thick cock back into
the moist mouth.

"Yeah, I just," Nick said between grunts, "I can't fit any more in!  I
think he's a bit too small to take all of it."

"Well then," Luke said, grinning, "fuck him like a wild animal.  Maybe
he'll widen before its my turn."  Nick slid slowly out, letting the boy in
his grasp feel every inch.  His cock slipped from the hole with a lewd pop
sound, and Nick chuckled, seeing the twitching, spread hole.  He raised
back up on his knees, aligning himself before shoving halfway into the boy
again.  Jack gave a muffled yelp around the cock lodged in the mouth as
Nick began to jackhammer in and out of the boy's sweet hole.  Jack
whimpered as his body was spread and used, his own cocklet dangling between
his legs, drippling clear pre onto the bench beneath him.  Nick threw his
head back groaning.

"Oh fuuuuck!  He's not loosening up!  He's still so tight and hot around
me," Nick gasped, hips working into a blur.  The tight hole gave another
squeeze around the shaft pummeling in and out of him.  Nick moaned again,
"Oh fuck.  Kiddo, you doing that on purpose?  Hey, Luke, I think he's
starting to like it!"  Jack whimpered around the thick cock poking at his
throat as he squeezed around the pole again, beginning to rock back and
forth, trying to push more of it inside of himself.  Nick moaned as he
gripped him tighter.  "Just like that, kiddo, just like that.  Fuck
yourself on me.  Keep thrusting back."  Nick lowered his sweat soaked body
atop the frail boy, inhaling the boyish smell of his hair and neck, all the
while stroking along his thighs and back.  Jack pushed himself backwards,
both trying to keep Luke's thick length from poking at his throat and
trying to pull more of Nick in.  He began to work into a rhythm, lunging
forward to take more of the dripping member into his mouth and thrusting
back to impale himself onto Nick.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm going to flood that tight little hole of yours,
kiddo.  Fuck!  FUCK!" Nick shouted, grabbing the hips tight before giving
one final thrust.  Gush after gush of thick cum shot deep inside Jack's
hole, making the boy writhe around from the newfound feeling.  Nick's hips
began to thrust again, fucking him even faster as his climax overtook them
both, hot seed filling the hole to the brim.  He found no will to stop,
still driven by lust for the Angelic boy under him, and he fucked quicker,
letting seed drip out and run down Jack's taint, oozing over his balls and
dripping to mix with Jack's already large pre puddle.

Luke tugged Jack off of him and stepped around to watch the final moments
as Nick panted for breath.  "Jack," Luke said, running his hands over
Nick's sweat soaked back.  "Try to clench down as he pulls out.  You're
really full."  Jack only nodded, still overwhelmed by the sensation of
having a load oozing down his thighs.  He clenched down tight as Nick slid
from him, and though he fought hard to stay tight, more seed dribbled from
him and onto the ground below.  A firm arm curled under his hips and
dragged him backwards, leaving him staring directly into his own puddle.

"Pretend to be a puppy," Luke said quietly, scraping his nails gently up
the boy's thighs.  "And lean down to drink it up."

"You're a sadist," Nick said wistfully, straddling the bench as he began to
trail his fingers through the messy brown hair.  Jack looked up at him
shyly, blue eyes still a little glazed from his first fucking.  Nick
touched his cheek fondly before hooking a finger in his mouth and tugging
him down towards the puddle.  Jack whimpered a little as he leaned towards
the puddle of cum and pre.

"Woof, woof," he said quietly.  Luke moaned quietly behind him as he rubbed
the tip of his dick against the worn hole.

"Good boy!  Good puppy," Luke chuckled as he began to wiggle his hips back
and forth, slowly spreading the boy again.

"Woof, woof!" Jack barked, doing his best to pretend to be a puppy as he
looked up at the smiling Nick, who tossed him a playful wink.  Jack smiled
and lowered his head again, following orders and licking at the puddle.
The taste was salty and musky but not entirely unpleasant, and Jack
continued to bark and yip as Luke's fingernails clawed up and down his
thighs.  Nick's cheek brushed up beside Jack's as the wrestler kissed
tenderly at the boy's cum soaked face.  A dark smile spread across Luke's
face as he pushed inside.  "WOOF!" Jack barked, still caught up in his act.
Luke laughed loudly as he leans over the boy, wrapping his arms down around
his chest, resting his hands on his tummy.

"Ahaha!  You're so cute!" Luke chuckled, holding him place as he sank
further inside, pushing the seed deeper inside him.  He eased out of the
boy, letting more seed dribble out before shoving roughly back in with a
loud squelch.  Jack whimpered as Luke shoved inside him, rougher than Nick
had.  Nick continued to kiss tenderly along the boy, comforting him as the
dark haired man began to drill the boy, forcing him forward into Nick's
crotch.  Jack gasped as he inhaled deeply with his nose buried under Nick's
balls.  The wrestler tugged the boy back upwards, only to have Jack pull
back down to press his face against Nick's now half-hard cock, licking
gently at the tip.

"Kiddo, you don't have to," he said quietly, but the boy only replied by
opening his mouth wider and nursing on the head.  Nick gasped sharply as
his length was coaxed back to full hardness by the gentle nursing.  Luke
chuckled as he watched before resuming his rough, feral fucking.

"He's still tight, after all this," Luke said breathlessly as he bucked his
hips, each thrust poking against Jack's back wall, his hole contacting and
squeezing tight around Luke's shaft.  Luke refused to relent in his
assault, sinking in to the limit each time.  "Bark for me!"  Jack threw his
head up in the air and barked like a puppy again before Nick could muffle
the noises by shoving inside his mouth again.  "Ohh, he tightens up when he
does it.  Come on, Nick.  Let him go for a sec."

"No chance.  He's a fucking awesome little cocksucker, too," Nick chuckled,
ruffling Jack's hair approvingly.  The boy looked up with those bright blue
eyes, cock still in his mouth as he smiled, suckling across the head.  Luke
snarled and began to fuck faster, his weight heavy atop the boy as he
pressed in hard against the resistance of the sweet boy cunt.

"I can't take much more.  I'm gonna shoot," Luke gasped, fucking quicker
and rougher, still tightly holding Jack to keep him from moving.  "I can
feel all that cum inside you, kid.  I'm gonna add my own to it."  Jack
nursed harder on Nick's throbbing erection, bobbing his head as tears
filled his eyes, not from pain but from the pure overwhelming sensation of
being railed.  Luke threw his head back.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" he shouted, pulling out so just the tip remained
in.  Jack whimpered as another rush of seed began pumping inside him, all
empty space left inside now being filled.  Luke gripped his hips tight as
he felt more seed dribbling out around the head still deep inside the boy.
"I can I feel all that cum trying to push me out," he gasped lowly before
pulling out and shooting another shot across his back before shoving back
in against the resistance to continue filling him.  .  Nick's eyes widened
as he saw the sticky cream splattering across the smooth flesh in front of
him.  He gritted his teeth as his second climax rushed through him, seed
jetting into Jack's unexpected mouth.  The boy wriggled as the hot salty
liquid began to flood his open maw.  He swallowed as quick and hard as he
could, but the seed just kept emptying into him from both ends.  Sticky cum
oozed from the corners of his mouth as he tilted his head back, trying to
keep all of it in as the white frothy liquid dribbled down his cheeks and
over his chin.

The three of them panted for air as Jack gave another few swallows, taking
down the last of the seed.  Luke slowly withdrew and flopped down on the
bench, unable to speak through the gasps.  Nick tugged Jack forward into
his arms, sitting the boy down in his lap to recover.  Jack nestled into
the shoulder, breathing in the warm scents of sex and body heat.

"Well," Luke said, breaking the silence.  "That... was amazing.  Did you
have fun, Jack?"  Jack nodded, still too breathless to speak.  He only
looked down at his own aching shaft and whimpered.  Luke smiled and moved
closer.  "Nick, give him two fingers.  I think he's probably spread wide
still."  He knelt down in front of the still quivering boy as Nick hooked
two fingers under him and pressed into him cum-filled hole.  Jack squirmed
as the probing fingers moved in deeper, just pressing against his prostate.
Luke smiled, lowered his head, and wrapped his mouth around the dribbling
cockhead in front of him.  Jack jumped in surprise, but Nick's strong arms
encircled him.  Cooing into Jack's ear as Luke began to slurp along the
boy's length, Nick fingered slowly in and out of the hole, letting cum
dribble freely onto the floor below.  Luke's nose pressed up against the
hairless patch above the boy's shaft, suckling with the entire thing in his
mouth.  Jack whimpered louder as he came for the second time, letting his
salty seed drip onto Luke's waiting tongue.

As Luke stood up, Nick set Jack back down on his feet.  Reaching into his
bag, Nick pulled out a fresh eight-by-ten and a marker.  He scrawled
something over the picture, making sure to hold it up high enough that Jack
couldn't read it.  Luke knelt down and eased the boy back into his clothes,
smiling all the while.  As Nick finished, he handed Luke the marker and
picture, letting him sign it.  Jack stood there, still bewildered as the
two dressed and packed their bags.  He lowered his head, suddenly realizing
that the moment had ended and he had to go home.

"Here," Nick said, giving the boy the picture.  "Now, stay out of trouble
and be safe getting home."  Luke gave the boy's hair a tousle and a passing
smile before they both walked out.  Jack looked down at the picture, heart
pumping faster as his face broke out into a smile.

"To Jack, our biggest little fan: Always love to know that you're coming
for us.  Really, you're what makes us come here.  Feel free to stop by
anytime if you want another autograph."

- Nick Blitzer and Lucky Luke Angel