Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2006 16:48:16 -0600
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@gmail.com>
Subject: Old Man Brown 06 by Justin Davis (M/M/T, mast, oral, anal)

The following story contains sexual scenes involving young males and
an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age
in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental.  Additionally, the actions of the characters in this
story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to,
their actions, or encourage similar actions by others.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which
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Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to:
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Author's Note: As some of you readers know, sometimes I just can't
resist inserting myself into a story.  Such is the case with this
chapter.

Old Man Brown
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Six


Christmas was Jacob's favorite time of the year.  As usual, he had
spent hours decorating the inside of the trailer.  Everywhere you
looked, there were his collections of Santas, and of course, there was
his tree of lights and angels that inspired awe in any boy that saw it
for the first time.  As for the decorations outside, there was always
plenty of help from the boys.  It was the one time of the year they
got paid without having to take it up the butt or slurp on Old Man
Brown's big cock.

Naturally, all the permanent residents waxed eloquently about the
virtues of the boys and how nice it was of them to help Mr. Brown
decorate his yard every year.  However, little did they know that at
Christmas time they got double the cash they would have usually
gotten, just for helping out.

Of course, the standing rule was, if you hadn't sucked Old Man Brown's
peter, or taken it up the butt, you didn't qualify for the Christmas
cash.  So, that was the reason that Jared Coleman, younger brother of
Sammy Coleman, was on his knees, his eyes wide open in disbelief,
gulping down the sperm that was spewing from Old Man Brown's cock.

"That was good, Jared!  Very good!  I think you can go out and tell
your brother you're okay to help decorate now," Jacob said, patting
the kid on the head, as the boy wiped the cum residue from his mouth
with the back of his hand, having gulped down the first adult load of
his life, which was very much different than his older brother's sperm
pellets that he had been easily swallowing for the past three months.

There was a package under the tree for every boy that was a regular.
Jacob always saw to that.  He knew more about their lives, fears, and
wants, than most of their parents did.  Christmas was a no obligation
affair on their part.  With the New Year would come the begging and
bargaining, and all could continue.  Christmas was a special time, and
Jacob intended to keep it that way.

"Oh my fucking God!  Justin!  Justin Davis!" Jacob exclaimed, throwing
his hands to his face, prompting the young, Marine, Lance Corporal, to
smile when Jacob answered the doorbell two days before Christmas.

"Hello, Mr. Brown!"

"Oh Justin!  Oh my God!  You look so handsome!" Jacob said.

"Thanks!  Can I come in?" Justin asked.

"Oh my God, yes!  Please do!" Jacob replied, and stood aside in the doorway.

"It's still the same as I remember it at Christmas time.  The presents
under the tree and everything," Justin said as he entered and removed
his hat and looked around.

"For the regulars as usual," Jacob replied, and closed the door.

"I know."

"Well, Justin, you look just great.  Nothing like you used to."

"I know.  I was the fat kid you had mercy on, I guess," Justin replied.

"Oh no, Justin!  You weren't fat!"

"Yeah I was! So, you doin okay these days?" Justin asked, as he seated
himself upon the couch as he had many times before when he was
younger.

"I'm doing fine, Justin.  So, you on your way to meet up with your
family in Miami for Christmas?" Jacob asked, as he seated himself in
one of the stuffed chairs.

"No. Mother and Dad are headed to California to be with my sister.
She's supposed to have a baby sometime around that time.  I'm just
passing through and thought I'd stop by and say hello."

"Well, you're welcome to have Christmas Dinner with me, if you want,"
Jacob offered.

"What you gonna pay me?" Justin asked, and started to laugh.

"Oh, Justin!  You're sooooooooo bad!" Jacob replied, blushing a bit.

"You know, sir, there were so many things I wouldn't have had if it
hadn't been for you, when I lived here with my folks. Not that you let
me get spoiled or anything," Justin said, prompting Jacob to chuckle.

"Let's see, you'd just turned fifteen when you and your folks moved to
Miami.  Isn't that right?" Jacob asked.

"Yeah, it's been almost seven years since I've seen you."

"I got your letter from boot camp some years back.  It was a nice surprise."

"Yeah, I wrote a lot of letters when I was in boot camp."

"So how's the military treating you these days?" Jacob asked.

"Oh pretty well.  I don't know whether I'm going to re-enlist or not, though."

"Oh?  Why not?"

"Well, it ain't easy being in the military when you're gay," Justin
said, prompting Jacob to chuckle.

"No, I guess it's not." Jacob replied, and chuckled again.

"I'm on my way down to Miami to visit a guy I met when I was in boot
camp years back.  He's going to be home on leave after Christmas."

"I see.  Well, I'm sure he's a nice guy."

"Yeah, he is."

"Say, would you like a cup of coffee or a beer or soda or something?"
Jacob asked.

"Uh, it's a little bit early for me with the beer.  Coffee sounds
good, though."

"Well, you just make yourself comfortable while I go make some," Jacob
said, rising from his chair and heading for the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, Jacob retrieved a filter from the cabinet and
placed it in the coffee maker and reached for the canister with the
coffee in it.

"So how are your folks?" Jacob asked loudly from the kitchen.

"Oh, they're fine!" Justin answered back, equally as loud.

"Well, that's good to hear!  I always liked your folks!"

"Yeah!  They're pretty nice people!"

For awhile, while the coffee brewed, and Jacob got some of the cookies
he had baked from the container and arranged them on a plate, the two
carried on their loud conversation between the living room and the
kitchen.

"You want cream and sugar?" Jacob asked loudly, as he poured coffee
into one of the cups.

"No, black will be just fine," Justin replied in a normal tone,
prompting Jacob to turn toward the kitchen doorway.

"Justin! Oh my God!" Jacob exclaimed, and quickly turned away,
however, not before he had seen Justin's ripped abs that etched into
his hips and his now much-grown genitalia.

"Well, you said make myself comfortable.  I don't think I've ever been
in this trailer when I had my clothes on for longer than a couple of
minutes," Justin said, standing naked in the kitchen doorway with his
left hand resting on the door jam.

"Uh, yes I know.  Uh, you said no cream or sugar.  Let me see, uh,
okay," Jacob replied in a flustered tone, prompting Justin to chuckle.

"You know, I'm loving this!" Justin said, and chuckled again.

"Loving what?" Jacob asked, his back still to his guest.

"You've seen me naked a zillion times and here you are all flustered,"
Justin replied.

"Uh, it's just that, well, I mean you're a grown man now," Jacob said,
fiddling with the plate of cookies, his back still to Justin.

"I guess you noticed I've grown more than just in height?"

"Yes, I saw," Jacob replied, having seen the flaccid, circumcised,
penis and balls that were now almost as big as his own.

"Look!  Are you gonna give me the coffee or am I gonna have to beg for
it?" Jacob asked.

"Oh!  I'm sorry!  Here!" Jacob replied, quickly turning and handing
Justin the coffee cup, then turning back around and moving again over
to the counter, prompting Justin to chuckle once again.

"That's good coffee," Justin said, having taken a sip.

"Yes, it is.  It's a special blend I like," Jacob replied, nervously
adjusting the cookies on the plate.

"Look!  If you keep re-arranging those cookies there's gonna be
nothing left but crumbs," Justin said, and sat down his coffee cup,
moved toward where Jacob stood with his back to him, put his arms
around him, then laid his chin on his left shoulder.

"Oh God Justin!"  Jacob exclaimed.

"I may not be the boy you knew on the outside.  But, I'm still the one
you knew on the inside," Justin said softly.

"Oh God, Justin!  Oh God!" Jacob moaned, thinking of Nathan, his head
full of dark brown curls, the green eyes that pierced you clear to
your soul and all of it again.

"I'll accept the offer to stay for Christmas, if you still want me
to," Justin said.

"Of course I do!  It's just that---that---never mind!  Here!  I baked
these myself," Jacob said, picking up the plate of cookies and turning
and handing them to Justin.

Naturally what Jacob didn't want to tell Justin was that there had
been two other boys like him in Jacob's life.  Dennis, the pudgy red
head, with a peter that seemed like it would never grow or shoot, and
Nathan, the most recent, from ten years ago, who was very much the
same, with the exception of his head full of dark curls and green
puppy dog eyes.

Both had gone into the military, as had Justin, both had come to visit
Jacob at Christmas, and both had died tragically within a year
afterward.  Of the three, Jacob had loved Justin the most.  With all
the other boys, it was business.  With Dennis, Nathan, and Justin, it
had been love for a kid who was much like Jacob had been when he was
their age.

"Shit!" Jacob exclaimed, when the doorbell rang, as the two sat in the
living room sharing the cookies and drinking their coffee, Jacob
having gotten used to the sight of Justin's naked body, finally.

"I'll gather up my clothes and go down the hall," Justin said, jumping
up and gathering up his discarded uniform and hat, which was laid
neatly upon the other end of the couch.

"Yes?" Jacob asked, as he opened the door, and was confronted with the
spidery imp, with a head full of brown curls.

"Uh, some of the guys told that--well--they told me you wuz paying to
help and all and I was hoping that---uh."

"I'd give you some money," Jacob said, completing the sentence.

"Uh, yeah!"

"I'm sorry, but all the work's really been done."

"Shit!  It figures", the kid said glumly, and turned to walk away.

"Wait a minute!  How old are you?" Jacob asked.

"I'll be ten next month," the kid replied.

"Well, I only hire boys to help that are at least eleven," Jacob said.

"Yeah, I know.  I was just hoping," the kid said, and turned to leave again.

"Wait!  What's your name?" Jacob asked, prompting the kid to stop and
turn around again.

"Nathan!" the kid replied.

"My God!" Jacob muttered under his breath.  "Well, Nathan, you know
all the lights along trailer park fence?" Jacob asked.

"Yeah!"

"Well, go down to the office and tell Mr. Anderson I said to give you
the bags of bulbs to replace the ones that go out.  You're gonna be my
bulb man this Christmas.  If he has a problem with it have him call
me.  Now come back here and I'll pay you!" Jacob said.

"You would have made me take a load down my throat for that!" Justin
said, and chuckled as he seated himself upon the couch again.

"No, probably not.  The kid wanted the money to buy his parents
something for Christmas.  They're four months behind on their rent.
I'm letting um stay cause his dad is trying as hard as he can to find
work.  The construction around here has just about ground to a halt
for now."  Jacob replied.

"Just the same, you can drive a hard bargain, like the first time I
showed up with Clifton."

"Oh yes!  Clifton, dear dear Clifton!"

"Was he pimping for you or what?" Justin asked.

"No, I just think it made him feel better if he sucked my cock in
front of another boy and wanked.  As you well know, he always left it
up to the new boy to drink down the load," Jacob said, and chuckled.

"Yeah!  I remember!  I had sucked a couple of guys but always spit.
No way with you!  I had to swallow it all with Clifton standing there
jerking on his peter and watching me."

"He was strange!  Don't really know about him.  I think he got off to
watching more than he did anything else.  He never did do more than
suck my cock and get sucked and he wouldn't ever take my load if there
was another boy with him."

"So, whose the oldest boy you doing it with now?" Justin asked, rising
from the couch and heading over toward the small dining area.

"Uh, that would be David Smith, he's sixteen," Jacob said.

"I see!  Well, we'll have to do something about that," Justin said,
walking back with one of the straight back chairs and placing it in
the middle of the floor between the couch and stuffed chairs.

"Oh Justin!  Really, I don't know!"

"You know it's my favorite way.  I've been waiting for this for a long
time," Justin said, and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Oh my God!" Jacob exclaimed in response.

"Oh God! Mmmmmmm!" Justin exclaimed, as the head of Jacob's cock
popped into his bottom.

Then, as he had times before when he was a kid, he furrowed his brow
and bit his lower lip as he began to lower himself upon the huge cock,
his legs draped over Jacob's who was sitting in the straight back
chair.

"Oh, Justin!  It's so big now," Jacob commented, stroking Justin's
hard, thick, nine-inch, member as Justin continued to lower himself
upon his cock.

"Mmmmmmmmm!  Yeah!  Not a little peter any more!  Ohhhhhhhhh!
Mmmmmmmm!" Justin responded breathlessly, his butt now firmly planted
on Jacob's pubes and all of the Jacob's huge cock inside his bottom
once again.

It was a slow fuck and a long fuck; Justin slowly riding Jacob's big
tool and Jacob slowly wanking Justin's for him as he did so.
Eventually, when Jacob grunted and began to cum, Justin cried out and
promptly began to ejaculate his own load as the familiar flood of
warmth began to fill his bottom like it had many times before when he
was younger.

It was a wonderful Christmas for Jacob that year.  Justin stayed with
him until two days before New Year's, when he left for Miami to see
his friend.  Needless to say, the two of them sucked and fucked the
whole time, Jacob loving the fact that Justin's cock filled his bottom
and Justin happy that Jacob's was doing the same to his.

It was four months later when the letter came.  Naturally, Jacob was
scared to open it.  Justin had decided not to re-enlist and had moved
into an apartment in Miami with Ricky, his friend.  Jacob smiled as he
folded the letter back up and thought of Justin's ripped stomach
muscles, his nice cock, and what a beautiful man he had made.  Then,
he placed the letter in the box that contained other special letters,
closed the lid, and headed toward the kitchen to fix some coffee.

To be continued