Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 08:52:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Spencer <ecolio157h700@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pleasure Island, Part 2 (M/t/t/t/t, oral, anal, ws)

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Chris and I spent a leisurely next day, although I was anxious to explore
his sweet, smooth body, and so, between trips to the beach and nude
swimming in the lagoon, we spent the rest of our time on just my second day
at Pleasure Island, in each other's arms. I loved to feel his 5" cock
stiffening under my caress, and the feel and taste of his pre-cum. I tried
to torment him all day, by exciting him, then letting him cool down, but
even with such restraint he still came 3 times during the course of our
play. But given his youth, and randy nature, being thirteen years old, he
was soon ready for more action.

At one point, lying on the beach naked together, Chris was lying on top of
me, his dick pressing against mine, a thin thread of his pre-cum drooling
onto my hard cock. I had my hands on his smooth, round ass cheeks, as he
wiggled into me, causing his ass hole to flex open under my inquisitive
fingers. As he felt my index finger penetrate his tight rectum, Chris
brought his soft, ruby-colored lips to mine, pressing them to me in a warm
and passionate boy-to-man kiss. I opened my mouth, to feel his warm tongue
searching against mine.

I could feel his little nipples harden with excitement, and his breathing
quicken as he began to hump himself against my cock and hips.

"Uhh, uhh, fuck Matt! My dick feels nice little tingles from pressing on
you! Is this fucking that we're doing?" He giggled. He looked into my eyes
with his deep green eyes, his long brown hair hanging down into my face,
and pressed his lips together as though to kiss me. "Ohh, Matt, I SO want
you to fuck me! PLEASE fuck my bottom! I want to be fucked by a man!
By^Å^Åyou, only you!"

"Okay Chris, you've convinced me," I smiled up at him. "Just let me guide
you first." I brought my hand to my mouth and spit a big wad into it, then
transferred my saliva to Chris's tight rear hole, working the lubricant
into his anus. It easily slipped in, with his eager cooperation and, after
he felt sufficiently slick, I lifted his hips up. He sat up, moving his wet
hole downwards, where it could better accommodate my raging 8" penis,
dripping as it was with cum.

I slowly lowered Chris down, and he reached behind himself with his left
hand, and between his legs with his right, to grasp my hot cock and guide
it to his young boy's hole. I felt his puckered anus briefly resist my soft
cock head, but as he continued to descend, my hard dick soon pierced
through his token resistance, and I felt Chris's thirteen year old rectum
gripping my cock, like a warm, wet glove gripping me. Chris sucked his
breath in at the initial pain, but continued to lower himself, as it was
apparent the pain was fleeing before his growing pleasure.

"Ohh, god Matt! I feel so full! It's like taking a giant shit, but it feels
so nice when I move up and down! Uhh! Uhh! Fuck! Fuck me, Matt! Fuck me
HARD! I want to be your hot whore!! Fuck me like the slut I am, Matt!!
PLEASE FUCK MY HOT HOLE!! FILL MY CUNT WITH YOUR CUM!!" As Chris got hotter
and hotter with his description of what he wanted, his dick got harder. As
he moved up and down faster and faster on top of me, his dick was wildly
leaking cum all over my chest and stomach. I thought about how nice it had
tasted the previous night, and soon was ready to shoot inside him.

"Fuckin' A, Chris!! I'm gonna shoot your hot hole full of my hot, sticky
cum!! I'm ramming into your hot little bitch hole!! You're my hot little
ass slut, bitch!! FUCK!! YOUR HOT LITTLE HOLE FEELS SO NICE AND TIGHT!!
FUCK!! I'M CUMMING INSIDE YOU, YOU HOT LITTLE SLUT!!" Chris was wildly
bouncing up and down, impaled on my huge cock, ramming me as deep inside
himself as he could. His cock, as hard as I'd ever seen it, began shooting
out long jets of his beautiful white semen, the first shooting across my
mouth and chin, the following jets falling closer to my stomach. His
hairless balls pulled together, and I reached out to cradle them in my
hand. They felt warm and soft, the wrinkled skin welcoming my touch.

I could almost feel my own cum being sucked out of my balls, through the
shaft of my penis, exploding out of my cock head, to bathe his boyish
rectal walls in my sweet, white fluid. My balls pulled up tight behind my
hard cock, then slowly relaxed as they were drained. Chris slowly slid
himself back down then, to remain filled with my cock, still hard and warm
inside him. Chris lay against me, his head on my chest, my arms around this
warm, sweet boy.

We dozed off, my cock inside of him, for about a half hour, then woke up
together, and gathered ourselves to return to the bungalow. Hand in hand,
we strolled up the winding path. Chris would look up at me shyly every few
minutes, and we'd each tighten our grip on the other's hand and smile. The
flowers looked so colorful to me then, and smelled so fragrant, and I know
the feeling was the same for Chris. We entered the hut, as I held the door
open for my young lover.

"Can we snuggle together, Matt?" Chris asked hopefully. I smiled and took
him in my arms, leaning down to kiss his sweet, warm lips. We embraced,
naked, and then I led him to the sofa. I sat down in one corner, stretching
out my legs to the other end of the pillow. I held my hand up to Chris. He
took it in his, then gracefully lay down between my legs, to make himself
comfortable in the warmth of my crotch. My hands rested against his smooth,
hairless back, and Chris snuggled into my firm pecs. Once again, we both
fell asleep, and this time slept for at least an hour and a half, just as
darkness fell.

We heard a knocking at the door, and roused ourselves to see who it was. It
turned out to be two of Chris's comrades, with a cart containing our
dinners. "Matt, this is Rene and Sergei. They work in the kitchen when they
don't have guests, so right now they're our caterers," Chris
explained. Both boys were less than 100 pounds. Rene turned out to be the
12 year old, with black hair and blue eyes, no more than 4' 8" tall, and
Sergei a little older, maybe 14, with brown hair and brown eyes, 5' 2" and
a beautiful, winsome smile. They entered with the cart, and quickly set our
table.

Chris and I sat down to eat as Rene and Sergei set to serving us, though
they couldn't resist some teasing. "M'sieur has spilled some cream on his
chest, I think," said Rene, looking pointedly at my chest, still showing
traces of Chris's cum. "Oh, I hope that it is not cream that I spilled, or
M'sieur will be forced to spank me!" I grinned up at Rene, and said,
"Perhaps a good, hard spanking is just what you need, young man!", then
assuming a fierce look. Rene squealed and pretended to hide behind Sergei,
though he made sure that his plump, round ass was plainly in my view. I
felt my cock twitch, and looked over at Chris, who grinned back at me.

"Rene always benefits from a good spanking," he laughed. I gestured to Rene
and Sergei to sit with us when they had served us, which they did. Both
boys told us of their life stories. I suppose Chris had heard it before,
but I was rapt at their perils. Rene was from the island of Guadelupe, but
looked just as French as any native of Paris. His parents had died in a
tragic auto accident. Sergei was from the Republic of Georgia, and his
parents had been killed during the breakup of the Soviet Union, and he had
never known either of them. They had both been rescued at opportune times
by the island's owner, and had given their consent to be taken to Pleasure
Island.

"And that is how we find ourselves, here, sir," finished Sergei, in his
pleasant boyish voice. "If only Rene would not call me `Sir Gay,' life
would be completely pleasant in all of its aspects."

"But, you ARE Sir Gay to me, and I think you love me a little bit," Rene
said, in his lightly accented voice. "As I love you," he finished. The two
paused, staring lovingly deep into the other's eyes. I broke the silence.

"Rene, Sergei, would you like to share our dinner? There's much more here
than we can eat, and^Å.." I said.

"No, no, thank you, M'sieur, but we ate earlier. The same food as you, of
course, but in the kitchen. We WOULD like to help entertain you, if you
would allow." From Rene's lustful expression, it was clear what sort of
entertainment he meant. I could feel my cock harden at this, and I looked
over at Chris to see him squirming in his chair. His face was flushed.

"Please, Matt, it would be SO much fun^Å." his voice trailed off. I
leaped up from my seat, having finished, and I could see that each of the
three boys had a hand in his lap, stroking his cock. My cock gave away my
interest, and the boys gasped to see it sticking straight out from my
groin, surrounded by its full bush of pubic hair.

"Ooh," cooed Sergei, "can I touch it? It's so BIG, and THICK!" His
excitement was evident. Without waiting for permission, his hand quickly
grasped my hard member, with perhaps the softest touch I have ever felt,
and his thumb went to my piss slit, lightly smearing the copious pre-cum
that was oozing out. I groaned at his gentle touch, then groaned again, as
I felt Rene behind me, his small hand slipping between my ass cheeks. His
finger slipped knowingly to my puckered anus, and I felt an intense desire
to have his small fingers inside me.

"Fuck me with your finger, Rene, please," I begged him. "Sergei, touch me
there, harder!" I commanded him. I felt both dominant and submissive all at
once. The two boys were busy working on me, Rene, fucking my ass hole with
first, one finger, then two and three, my pleasure increasing as he stroked
against my prostate. Meanwhile, Sergei was masturbating my hot cock with
his talented, silky fingers and I felt like I'd cum quickly, which I didn't
want. "Wait, wait," I said, "on the bed."

Once the four of us were on the bed, I set up my dream positions. I got on
all fours in the middle of the firm king-size mattress, and directed Sergei
to lay with his head at my crotch. He happily began sucking on the head of
my rampant dick, and stroking the long shaft, toying with my heavy hairy
balls. Rene I positioned behind me. His dick was large for his age, 7", and
his firm fingers had whetted my appetite for being fucked in the ass. He
cuddled up behind me on his knees, his stomach against my lower back, my
ass pressing against his crotch..

Rene expertly slipped his rod between my ass cheeks, and positioned the
blunt purple head of his circumcised pleasure tool in the opening my anus
provided for him, and slowly entered me. I grunted as he began fucking me,
and felt chills as he thrust into me harder, and harder. I gestured to
Chris to kneel in front of me, and bring his sweet cock to my mouth. I
eagerly sucked in the spongy, hot head of Chris's 5" dick, as he began
thrusting into my mouth.

We were silent then, other than the sounds of grunting, moaning, and flesh
slapping into flesh. I felt my excitement build rapidly at the thought of
being fucked in the mouth by a 13 year old boy, while a 12 year old boy
fucked me in my tight ass hole with his big cock, and a 14 year old boy
sucked on my cock and balls with his warm, wet mouth.

Fuck! I could feel the sperm boiling up in my balls, and I knew I'd shoot
very soon. Sure enough, my cum began spilling out from between Sergei's red
lips, as I shot into his mouth and throat. Sergei moaned, and I heard Chris
then, too.

"OHHH!! MATT, I'M CUMMING INSIDE YOUR MOUTH, BABY!! I CAN FEEL MY HOT CUM
SHOOTING ALL OVER YOUR HOT MOUTH!! OHH FUCKK!! IT FEELS SO GOOD, FUCKING
YOUR MOUTH!! OHH!! OHHH!!" I felt the first splashes of his sticky honey,
and swallowed it all, loving the taste of Chris's semen. Soon enough, Chris
and I slowed our hip movements, and Sergei and Rene withdrew from me, not
having cum yet.

"Didn't you all cum?" I said, though I knew they hadn't.

"We have a surprise for you, sir," said Sergei. "It's your dessert,
Pleasure Island's Cake of Many Nations. It's quite our most desirable
delicacy," he grinned. With that, he and Rene walked hand in hand over to
the serving cart, where they uncovered a small chocolate cake.

"Well, it looks nice, but it's not even iced," I said.

"Ohh, but it's the frosting that makes it so special," Rene grinned. While
he removed the cake from its place on the cart and moved it to a waist high
end table that he moved to the center of the room, Sergei walked to the
door, and let in two other boys. These two looked like they were 15 years
old each, one a Hispanic boy with light brown skin and the other an Indian
boy with equally creamy brown skin. Both had very fine, delicate features,
almost feminine. They were introduced as Paolo, and Sanjiv, and both smiled
warmly at me.

"Please sit here, with Chris, so that you can watch the cake frosting",
Paolo said. As we sat, Chris on my lap, my hands in his crotch, playing
with his hairless dick and balls, the four boys arranged themselves around
the cake at the four points of the compass. Paolo and Sanjiv gently slid
down their thongs, allowing their 6" cocks to hang downward. Now each of
the four boys was completely naked. Paolo was closest to me, and I had a
perfect, unobstructed view of his creamy brown ass, the most perfect ass I
had ever seen. Completely flawless skin, smooth, not a single hair visible
anywhere, perfectly formed round, buoyant ass cheeks, with a tiny pink
puckered oval in the center, peeking out from between those luscious butt
cheeks.

Then each boy took his right hand, and placed it around the cock of the boy
to his right, and began stroking up and down, from the hairless base of
their cock, up to the cum-leaking piss slit centered in their cock heads,
each boy circumcised, but their cocks ranging in color from Sergei's light
pink, to Sanjiv's medium brown. With their left hands, they reached behind
the boy to their left, and began caressing that boy's round, hairless ass,
with the goal of invading his partner's pucker with his finger.

Chris and I started giggling, and stealing hot kisses from each other, as
we watched the boys trying to maintain their concentration while having
their cock rubbed by one boy, and their tight asses frigged by another. I
stroked Chris's cock lightly while we watched, and Chris moaned, feeling
also my growing erection poking him in the ass.

Pretty quickly, the four boys began cumming, four thick ropes of fresh
boyish semen hitting the cake, then more as they came again, and again. All
in all, it looked like each boy shot 5 or 6 loads of thick honey, almost
all of it depositing on the chocolate cake. I looked at the cake, and it
was glistening with its sweet load of frosting. The boys slowed their
movements, then sheepishly looked at me for further instructions.

"Let's eat!" I shouted, and the boys broke into wide grins. "But^Å.."
They looked at me quizzically. "I want MY piece on a special plate." Now
they looked confused. It was good to be able to turn the tables.

"I want Paolo as MY plate," I said. "In particular, that creamy milk
chocolate ass of his!" The other boys quickly picked up on my intent, and
put Paolo in a mock arm lock. He pretended to resist, but soon enough he
was bent over with his naked ass sticking up in the air, his pink opening
winking lewdly at me. Chris cut the cake into sections, small 1 or 2 bite
pieces. I took two of them, and began gently pressing the cum-coated cake
into Paolo's tight pink anus, which opened willingly at the feel of my
finger. I pushed the pieces as far inside his rectum as I could, the boys'
cum easing its entry into his ass.

After I had the pieces of cake well centered on my "plate," I then set to
work eating my tasty delicacy. I slid my tongue around the outside of
Paolo's tight pucker, where the skin was still smooth, then spiraled inward
toward his pink center, slipping over every part of the wrinkled flesh
until I could feel the intense heat of Paolo's sweet ass hole. Then I
plunged my pointed, stiffened tongue deep inside his tight latin rectum,
meanwhile stroking Paolo's sensitive butt cheeks with the palms of my
hands, desiring to touch every square inch of that smooth, perfect skin
while I consumed his ass from the inside.

Paolo moaned loudly, and I could feel his hips rotating with ecstasy as I
fucked his boy ass with my man's tongue. Paolo helped me by tightening and
loosening his sphincter to help push the cake back to my willing and eager
mouth. I ate him out for nearly ten minutes, until I was sure his sweet and
spicy ass was perfectly clean. As I reluctantly withdrew my tongue, Paolo
moaned, "Don't leave me like this! Please, fuck my hot ass so I can cum,
too!"

He didn't have to ask twice! As the other boys ate their pieces of
cum-covered pastry, I mounted him from behind, slipping my hard cock into
his well lubricated bottom. I slipped all the way in on the first push, as
Paolo moaned even louder. "Fuck! Rape my bottom! Fuck me harder! Cum in my
ass, daddy!! Fuck me!! Fuck your little boy's tight ass hole!!" I stroked
him from one end to the other, my balls banging into his plump ass cheeks,
then pulling out until just my swollen cock head was caught behind his anal
ring, in and out.

Very soon, I was shooting inside his hole, though I doubt I had much semen
left at this point. Still, the feeling of filling this boy's perfect ass
was intoxicating. I could feel his sphincter clutching at my cock, as Paolo
came into the bed sheet below him. I knew that Chris and I would enjoy
sleeping on his cum later. I rolled off Paolo and lay gasping. He slumped
down, also gasping, then slowly collected himself together.

Finally, our four visitors went stumbling around to find their thongs and
had each slid them halfway up their smooth thighs when I said, "Where is
our drink for when we wake up thirsty during the night?" They all,
including Chris, looked at me quizzically.

Finally, Rene said, "M'sieur?"

I said, "I want you take one of those large tumblers by the ice bucket, and
each of you is to contribute to Chris's and my liquid refreshment supply
tonight." After a few seconds, their eyes widened, then they grinned. Rene
was the first to put the tumbler between his legs, below the head of his
penis, and start the flow of his piss. Only a few drops at first, then a
wild stream, then a forceful stream of yellow, hot liquid, filling the
tumbler quickly.

"Leave room for the others," I said. "I want to taste you all tonight."
Chris grinned, then laughed quietly at my audacious idea. " You mean, WE
want to taste you all," he said. I grinned back at my Chris. Paolo was
next. He took his 6" dick and flopped it into the tumbler. I watched his
tight ass muscles, fascinated, as he let out his stream of urine, his butt
clenching and unclenching. He began pissing a clearer, less yellow stream
of piss into the tumbler, but it seemed to actually steam as it entered. My
mouth watered at the thought of tasting his sweet piss. When he finished,
he shook his dick slightly to get the last few drops out.

Sergei and Sanjiv followed, with Sergei first putting his dick into the
tumbler. Sanjiv teased him, by cupping Sergei's ass with his brown hand,
then sliding his index finger up into Sergei's tight ass hole. Sergei
wiggled his ass, but didn't let his cock slip out of the glass, or spill
any of its precious contents. By this time, his penis was nearly submerged
in the hot liquid, and by the time he finished jetting his load of piss, it
was covered by the yellow liquid. He handed the container to Sanjiv,
licking his hand where a small amount of urine splashed while handing the
glass over. Sanjiv began eagerly peeing into the tumbler, knowing that
later we would be drinking his hot piss. I wondered idly how long it would
be before the boys tasted each other's piss direct from the source for the
first time. Finally, the tumbler was full of the four teenage boys' urine,
and the hour was growing late.

"Paolo, would you like to stay with Chris and me?" I asked. I still lusted
after his hot, tight ass, and what better way than to have the two boys
sleep with me, and enjoy some sleepy fucking during the night. Paolo
excitedly agreed, and rushed over to Chris, to kiss him passionately on the
mouth, then come sit in my lap, his warm, naked ass rubbing against my
erect cock. The other boys said their goodbyes, with many lingering kisses,
and sweet caresses, and Chris, Paolo and I got ready for bed.

We got under the cool sheets completely nude, and Chris wrapped himself
around my back enthusiastically, kissing my neck hard, while Paolo embraced
my front, my hands caressing his smooth, round butt. Paolo began thrusting
his sweet young tongue deep in my mouth. Then, pulling back he said, "Can
we drink the piss, NOW? I've never tasted it, but I trust you, Matt!"

"My thought exactly, Paolo," I said, and we toasted our day on Pleasure
Island, then shared many pee-flavored kisses as we fell asleep in each
other's arms.

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If you enjoyed this story, and the idea of Pleasure Island, please let me
know, at ecolio157h700@yahoo.com. Thanks, Jeff Spencer