Date: Sun, 17 May 2009 21:30:53 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 4: Michael

`MICHAEL'
By Max the Cat
(MM/b-M/b-MMMMMM/b-bb)
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Part 4: Parties and Films, the Boys are in Demand!

     Herb looked at his email and read about the up coming event B.T.W. was
going to sponsor "TO ALL; B.T.W. WILL INSTITUTE THE FIRST ANNUAL BOI TOI
OLYMPIC GAMES TO BE HELD ON OUR ARGOS FACILITY LOCATED IN THE AEGEAN, IT
WILL BE COMPRISED OF FIFTEEN EVENTS. PLEASURE BOYS AND PATRONS WILL
COMPRISE TEAMS...more info to follow
     "Oh fuck" Herb said out loud "what will they think of next, we make
DVD's, we supply new Pleasure boys, we now have cruise liners, we even
supply Pleasure boys for parties and BBQ's, damn the Pleasure boys perform
at outside club conventions, now fucking games" he shook his head "well I
have to gather up ten boys for a birthday party and I have to find one that
can sing Happy Birthday."
     He called Michael and the hottie answered the phone "Hello", Herb said
"Michael?" "Oh hi Herb what's up?" The man breathed a sigh of relief "hi
sweetie, do you have any plans for Saturday?" The boy smiled "no Herb I'm
free." Herb asked if he could do a birthday party for a client. "Sure I
can, what time?" "I'll pick you up at noon, by the way can you sing?"
     Michael looked at the phone, a little puzzled and then put to his ear
and mouth "yes Herb people and teachers say I have a very good voice, why?"
"I need you to jump out of a cake and sing Happy Birthday to you, can you
do that? Michael grinned and thought that this was a first "I guess I can,
is it naked or clothed" Now herb grinned "it's naked except for a blue bow
ties around that cute cock of yours." They both laughed. "I have to do some
errands for Gran, she's not feeling very well, and so I'll see you Saturday
at noon."
     Michael vacuumed, washed dished and put out a load of clothing. "Gran
I am going to the store, you need anything else besides what's on the
list?" he asked. She told him to add a dozen eggs and gave him some
money. He took her wheeled cart and headed to the store.
     Mr. Gregg waved, asked where he was off to. "I'm going to the store
for my Gran" he told him. "Michael can you come over this afternoon, some
of my friends are coming over to play poker and I need a waiter to get
things for us, ok?" Michael agreed and said he would be there at two and
headed to the store. Mr. Gregg rubbed his hands in glee and went in to set
the big table up.
     Michael returned and put away the groceries and made his Gran lunch,
made sure she had her meds and took a shower. At two he knocked on Mr.,
Gregg's door. It opened "oh good Michael come in. Michael entered and was
asked to strip "My friends have seen your pictures and the DVD I made and
are anxious to meet you. Michael entered the family room naked and the four
men sitting around the table clapped. One said "oh he's prettier in person
and beckoned Michael over. The man grasped his boi-cock and rubbed it. He
then placed a finger at the hole of his boi-pussy and worked it up to his
sweet spot and rubbed. "Ooohhh it feel's good, see my cock is already hard"
Michael moaned and moved down to get more of the finger in.
     Michael will now go under the table and give each of our cocks a good
sucking, "won't you Michael. The boi-slut got on all fours and crawled
under with out having to be asked a seconded time. Each of the poker
players were not wearing any pants and all were sporting erect
penises. Michael got between the legs of number one and ran his wet red
tongue around the purple corona. A bead of precum formed and Michael licked
it clean. He now wrapped his sweet lips over the head, his red tongue
lapped the head, the man dropped his cards "holy fuck he's good" the man
declared to the others. They were itching to have the boy suck theirs.
     Michael let the cock slip into his throat, the rough of his tongue
scraping the underside as it hit bottom. The man's eyes glazed over "he's
deep throating me now" the man moaned, "fuck I can't hold back." He pushed
his hips forward and Michael moved back his lips clamped down behind the
purple head and awaited the cock to belch out warm gooey sperm, he really
loved the taste. The poker player tensed up and Michael's cheeks filled
with warm semen, he swallowed and his cheeks puffed out again, he swallowed
and the cock spit out a third creamy load, he swallowed once again. Michael
took hold of the cock and licked the sensitive head clean, then planted a
wet kiss on the shivering head. On the number two!
     Number two peaked out from its covering. Michael skinned it back to
expose the shiny red head. A pearly bead was produced and Michael's tongue
lashed out and cleaned it off. He let it slide in and soon his lips were
covered by black curly pubic hear. He pulled back, his nose tickled. The
down the hatch, he licked and sucked and pulled the hard meat back and
forth. The man had three Queens' over six's but he folded and lay back to
enjoy one of the best blow jobs he had ever received in his life. "Damn he
sucks cock well" he said, his eyes squinted close. Michael kept it up and
the man's ass began to bounce and without warning he filled up Michaels
sucking mouth. Michael pulled back swallowed fast and swallowed the creamy
goo again and again.
     He pulled the dribbling cock out and licked it clean, then kissed it
also! Number three was a big black log, one of the biggest Michael had ever
seen. He ran his tongue up the crinkly black scrotum, up the length of the
hard black stalk and found a large pearly bead waiting for him. His tongue
snaked out and licked it clean. Michael's cute mouth opened as wide as it
could and worked as much as he could in to his wet depths. His nose began
to run, this was one big penis.
     Michael breathing through his running nose was able to only take in
three quarters in, but his tongue licked and tickled, his mouth stretched
to the limit and moved up and down. The man was very Horney and soon he
warned Michael "here I cum boy" and Michael thanked his lucky stars, pulled
back, clamped hard behind the coal black head and began to swallow the
largest load of sperm he had ever taken. Five times he swallowed, the heady
sauce was relished by the sucking boy, and his stomach bulged out some. He
licked the cock clean of cumy residue and sat back on his heels and burped.
     "Mr. Gregg can I fuck the last one, please" he asked "My jaw hurts
some." The last and the youngest of the poker players led Michael to a
bedroom. Michael lay back and raised his thin legs "I hear you like to
fuck" he said Michael nodded "yes" and the man's hard cock pressed his
tight ring. The hard penis slipped in and slowly slid to the bottom "fuck
Michael your very tight" he said. The poker player moved in and out, and
Michael pushed back to meet each ass jab. He clamped on and off and that
made the fuck even better. The man began to breathe hard "damn you can milk
cock" the panting man moaned, his cum building fact. "Ooohhh Michael I'm
going to cum, and fast" he told the boy. Michael clamped down hard on the
cock as it began to shoot warm gooey semen deep into Michael's tight
boi-pussy. "You sure cum a lot" Michael told his fucker.
     The poker player fell forward on to Michael. The man whispered into
Michael's ear "boy you are one good piece of ass" and Michael kissed the
man's cheek "you have a nice cuming cock!"
     Mr. Gregg handed Michael a wad of cash, the man's cum running down his
thin legs' "Can I use your shower, look at this cum." He showered and went
home and checked on his Gran. She had the television on, but was
asleep. Michael; hid his money with the rest.
     Saturday came fast and Herb picked up Michael. In the suv were nine
other boys including Bobby. "I hear you're the singer" his friend
asked. "Yes I am I get to sing Happy Birthday to the man, where ever we are
going?
     Herb drove in his charges to the home of the birthday boy Harcourt
Cummings V, the wealthy Banking Magnate, while others were investing in
bundled mortgages, or funny accounting. Cummings took a conservative
approach and invested in gold, gems and other precious metals and yes,
B.T.W! Now B.T.W was bringing home to goods to him and his friends.
      Herb escorted the boys into the spacious home. Michael was taken into
the kitchen area and prepared to jump out of the cake. His boi-cock was
wrapped in a blue and gold bow. He was given a powder blue and gold bow
tied around his neck and doused with gold and blue glitter, he was the
present!
     The other boys mingled with the guests. Each had a Pleasure boy
sitting on their nude lap. Their hardening cocks snaking up at the warm
boi-pussies, trying to enter the warm channels. The boys were grinding the
laps. Herb stood in the wings very proud, now if Michael could sing like he
said he could everything would be great!
     Finally the attendants pushed in the very large cake, the music
started and Michael jumped up, climbed out and began to sing "Happy
Birthday to you." Everyone stopped, and stared Michael had a beautiful
voice and was giving a very sexy rendition of the song. Herb sighed "whew"
and smiled broadly. What was even greater, as Michael sang his boi-cock got
hard and the bow stuck straight out. The red head atop of his boi-cock
peaked out at the "Birthday Boy", and he came up to Michael as he sang and
kissed the boy's cock head.
      When Michael finished singing Harcourt grabbed up his present and sat
down in his big chair. Each guest was served up a piece of cake. They
shared their cake with the Pleasure boy in their lap. Upon finishing and
singing all went into Harcourt's "Orgy" room and began to unwrap their own
present.
     Michael slid to his knees leaving a trail of gold and blue glitter. He
took hold of Harcourt's legs and dropped them on each chair arm. All of
Harcourt was now open to Michael and his mouth. The boy lifted up the nut
sac and exposed Harcourt's anus and began to lick the sensitive area. The
point of his pink tongue dug in. "Ooohhh my fucking world" Harcourt moaned:
"eat my ass, you do it so well" and Michael licked and sucked. He now began
to work the crinkly nut sac! He coated the sac with his saliva then sucked
in one ball and sloshed it around, and then he took in the other and gave
it the proper attention.
     The other guests were in different positions fucking and being
sucked. Bobby was riding a guest. His boi-pussy was filled with hot
cock. One of the attendants dropped his pants and stuck it into Bobby's
mouth, the boy let it slide down his throat his tongue licked the man's nut
sac until the man's cum rumbled from with in and filled the boys mouth with
warm gooey semen. Bobby swallowed as fast as he could.
     Michael now grasped Harcourt's big penis and ran his tongue up the
fleshy tube. He found Harcourt's furculum and dug his tongue into the arrow
below the head. A big bead of pearly precum formed and Michael licked the
head clean. Michael and his decorated body straddled the throbbing organ
and let it slide into his body "ooohhh you have a big cock, it's so deep
within me!"
     Michael bounced up and down on the hard flesh. Harcourt held Michael
by the hips and bounced the hot boy up and down. He wanted to flood
Michael's boi-cunt with his sperm "fuck me boy, fuck the Birthday Boy" and
Michael clamped the cock hard, he made the channel so tight and Harcourt
couldn't hold on any longer "here it cums Michael." The boi-slut surprised
Harcourt and jumped off and wrapped his red lips around the cock and it
began to spew hot gooey sperm. Michael swallowed the hot offering as quick
and he could, White cum formed at the corner of his stretched mouth. Four
hard blasted filled Michael's mouth and four times he swallowed
hard. Michael pulled his mouth off and licked the last of Harcourt's goo!
     Harcourt fell back. He was done in and Michael licked the sensitive
purple head clean as extra cum dribbled out. At last Michael planted a wet
kiss on the throbbing cock. He sat back on his heels and licking his mouth
clean of the dribbles, Michael stood up and said "Happy Birthday, sir" and
bowed.
     Herb rounded up his charges and they left. He dropped off Michael and
handed him an envelope. "Harcourt placed something extra in there for you"
Herb told the boy as Michael wave good by. In the house he checked on his
Gran, she was asleep. He opened the envelope seven one hundred dollar bills
flashed before his eyes ""Wow" came from with in!
     Two days later he rode his mountain bike over to Herb's and let
himself in. They were setting up the camera "Oh Michael glad to see you"
Herb said as the boy took off his clothing and stood naked along side of
the man. "What's going on?" Michael asked "Bobby and Rufio are going to
shoot a DVD" he told Michael. The boy looked at him funny "really?" and
then went into Bobby's room "Hey Bobby gonna do a shoot with the dog?"
Bobby smiled "sure am, you gonna watch?" Michael shrugged "sure."
     Out on the backyard grass and naked Bobby and the film crew got
everything ready, they placed a mic in Bobby's ear, and they could give him
instructions from afar.
     They led the Rottie out to the boy and he began to play with the
sheath, he was working to get some of the red cock out. After jacking it
off a bit, some four inches of red dog cock stuck out. Michael stood aside
and watched. Herb noticed that Michael was hard as a rock. He nudged the
film director, both men smiled "you have another dog and I have more than
enough film for two films." Herb smiled "let me work on it!"
     The director took over and gave Bobby some instructions "Bobby get
down and put your head below the cock' Bobby got on all fours, he jacked
out another two inches "Bobby suck him" and with out batting an eye Bobby
sucked in the six inches of red cock. Michael broke out in a sweat "real
hot Michael" Herb whispered in the boys ear. The boy was entranced in his
friends actions, his boi-cock tingled.
     Bobby sucked the red cock and now his mouth was full of ten inches of
red dripping dog cock. The director gave Bobby a new instruction "let him
fuck you" and the boy slowly let the dog penis slide out of his sucking
mouth. The director yelled out "CUT" and everything stopped "ok spray him"
and an attendant produced a can and sprayed Bobby's boi-pussy," Michael
asked Herb "what's that?" Herb whispered in his ear :bitch in heat"
B.T.W. own, it makes the dog hotter than hell and want to fuck!"
     The director yelled "ACTION" and the filming restarted. Bobby on his
hands and knees wiggled his ass in front of Rufio. The canine quickly
mounted the receptive Bobby and stabbed the red penis twice before he
penetrated Bobby. He yelled "it's so big" but Rufio held him tight with his
front paws and pumped again "what was that?" Bobby moaned the knot had
joined them tightly!
     Now Rufio was in charge! His hips began a hard thrust, is red cock
rolling up and back, Bobby's boi-cock stood straight out, hard at
throbbing. The dog cock kept rubbing his sweet spot, while to dogs red cock
kept pumping warm liquid into Bobby. The boy kept moaning.  `I love it,
it's so good I'm gonna cum soon, I can feel it" he was also drooling. Rufio
kept shooting his precum into the boy; he drooled on Bobby's back and his
big red tongue hung from the corner of his mouth and it rolled down Bobby's
back and onto the grass.
     Bobby tensed up "ooohhh I'm cuming, I gonna cum now" and the camera
man pointed the shot to the boys throbbing cock. Bobby's cock opened up and
shot gooey white boi-honey onto the grass. It formed a white gooey puddle
below his tummy. Now Rufio began to stiffen and grasp Bobby's hips, he
growled and Bobby let them know "he's shooting hot stuff in me, it so good,
I love this" his blond head fell to the grass and Rufio began to drag him
around. He wanted the get his cock out of Bobby, but they were locked
tight. Rufio had now twisted around and was pointing the other way.
     After fifteen minute a big "plop" was heard. Rufio's big red cock hung
below him and what seemed like a gallon of cum to Michael rushed out of
Bobby, a big puddle formed between his legs. Bobby fell forward exhausted,
but happy!
     The director yelled "CUT" and Michael rushed to his friend and helped
him up. Bobby smiled "you have a hard on, you like it?" Michael nodded
"that was fucking hot, how you feel?" Bobby and Michael walked to the pool
"that was the best fuck I've ever had Michael, hey help me to the shower!"
     While Bobby showered Herb asked Michael "you ready?" Michael looked at
him. "I'm not so sure" he told Herb. Herb said "pays five hundred and the
crew is here!"  Michael asked "five hundred bucks?" Herb nodded and Michael
nodded "yes!"
     Herb helped him cleanup and out and the walked out to the grass. Mark
Anthony sat waiting. Michael walked up and scratched his ears "You gonna
fuck me, big boy!' Mark Anthony barked and licked Michael's tingling cock
head "oooooh that feels good" Michael said.
     The director fitted Michael with a ear piece "I'll give you all the
instructions you'll need, ok" Michael smiled and said "yes." He played
around with the Rottie and wanked his sheath. Soon he had five red inched
out. Michael got down and sucked in the hot red meat. The director grinned
and said to Herb "he's a slut, I love it" and watched Michael lick and
suck. Mark Anthony soon drove eleven inches down Michael's throat and
Michael's saliva drooled down his chin.
     The director told Michael "time to fuck" and Michael let Mark
Anthony's cock fall out. he turned his butt to the dogs face and the
Director hollered "CUT" and the attendant sprayed Michael's
boi-pussy. "ACTION' was yelled and Michael began to wiggle his ass at the
Rottie. The dig mounted him and on the first poke he was in Michael "hey
that's really big" he moaned and a second poke and twelve inches were drive
in on poke three Michael yelled "ooohhh my lord I'm dead" Mark Anthony had
him knotted and his hips kept pounding back and forth. Michael's boi-cock
was throbbing; Mark Anthony was driving back and forth. The director
pointed and Herb looked Michael was shooting his sperm in four big arc's,
one hit him in the chest the other formed a white gooey pool.
     Herb came in his pants. Bobby had come back out; still naked he got
hard again. Michael kept cuming. Mark Anthony had been shooting precum that
made everything slide easy, but he stiffened up and his sperm flooded
Michael's colon "he shooting in me, he's cuming" Michael let everyone
know. Mark Anthony's red tongue hung from the right side of his mouth,
Michael was wasted, but satisfied "this was so kewl, I love his cock" he
told everyone. Ten minutes later Mark Anthony broke away "plop" let them
know. The dog went to the back and began to clean his cock. Michael stood
up and the inside of his legs were covered by doggie semen. Bobby helped
him into the house and to the shower "great fuck, right?" Bobby asked. "You
betchem Red Rider" Michael said with a smile and sat in the shower.
     Later Herb took him home "That was so hot Michael, I didn't think you
would do it" Herb said. "You know I didn't think I would do it either, but
five hundred. He went into the house and shook his Gran, she didn't
awaken. He felt her arm, she was ice cold. He got scared and first called
the police. Then he called Herb `When they get there tell them I'm your
Uncle, your Dad's half-brother, I'll call B.T.W. and we'll get custody of
you, they won't sent you to a home or anything like that."
      The police and EMT's arrived. They covered her and the police asked
if he had any family and he said an Uncle and gave them herb's phone
number. The police called him and Herb said he would be right there. He
arrived and took Michael with him. B.T.W. got a hold of Judge Brenda
Holman, who was on their payroll. "I'll take care of everything" she
said. She got all the information. "Oh thank you for your support I just
got the appointment to the State Court of Appeals and also consider Michael
Worth part of the B.T.W. family!
     Michael went to his Gran's funeral, he cried. Herb and Bobby were
there with him. Mr. Gregg patted his hand and hugged him. He was also sorry
that Michael was leaving; he was getting use to fucking him. As he walked
into his house he mumbled "damn good boi-pussy, I'm gonna miss it" and
close his door.

Part 5: Michael and Bobby head for Argos!

Thanks to Cutterman (the site is getting better). To the Artists, you give
me inspiration for my stories!

Coming Part 5 of Behind Green Eyes. New Story Tommy (He's a Tart)!