Date: Wed, 19 Jul 2006 10:19:53 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Real Garage Mechanic part eight

THIS IS A GAY FANTASY. IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ IT FOR ANY REASON
PLEASE LEAVE NOW. THE CHARACTERS AND EVENTS ARE FICTICIOUS. THE SEX WILL BE
UNPROTECTED. PLEASE PRACTISE SAFE SEX.
I lay back exhausted, I was sweaty and thirsty, but still full of lust,
desperate to cum again, and I wanted them to start using my twitching boy-hole. Dr.
K pulled his softening cock from my mouth, and while they changed places I
raised my head and looked down my young body, my cock was still rock-hard, which
surprised me, because it normally softened a little bit if I had 2 wanks in
quick succession. Then one of the twins took a close-up of my face, I'd
forgotten all about them, and I smiled weakly at the camera. When Mr. Dev arrived at
my head I asked him a question, my voice, husky then breaking.
"Can you play with my bum-hole a bit please Sir? It's itching to have
something put up it, fingers, a dildo, a big cock, anything."
Mr. Dev ruffled my hair and bent to my ear and whispered;
"Not in this session Paul, in the movie it's supposed to be a purely
manual/oral examination to see how many times the boy can cum in one session. But don'
t worry, your lovely boy-hole will have been well used by the time the
weekend is over."
I was very disappointed, but there was a lot of time left, and if they kept
making me cum so expertly I could wait.
Then he spoke normally. "I'll bet you're thirsty Paul, we are, would you
like a drink?"
"Yes please Sir." I replied in a croaking voice.
Dr. K was just returning from the table carrying 3 bottles of squash, he
passed them around and I sat up to drink mine which was twice the size of theirs.
I tipped it back and had finished it before the men had drunk theirs. When they
'd finished Mr. Dev instructed me to lie back down; he reached under the
table and passed a wide leather strap across my chest buckling it off on one side.
"This is for safety," he explained, "the surface of the table is getting
very slippy with your sweat. We don't want you falling off and having an accident.
"
I couldn't have cared less what they did to me, I just wanted more sex.
Then Mr. Dev rubbed the knob of his stiff, thick, veiny 9 inch cock across my
lips. I licked them clean of his precum, then opened my mouth wide as he
pushed his cock forwards and I started sucking and tonguing his naked knob.
I gasped around the knob when I felt Dr. K's mouth engulf my cock and take
the whole 4 and a bit inches into it. Then he began gently fondling my balls,
and Mr. Dev leaned over and started to play with my still erect little nipples.
I couldn't believe that the sensations could be this intense from just sucking
cock and having my own cock sucked and my nipples and balls played with, but
I was soon writhing in ecstasy, as I moaned and groaned around Mr. Dev's big
cock. Of course it was the aphrodisiac, but I didn't know that.
Reaching around his hairy thighs I held onto each hairy buttock and pulled
Mr. Dev closer to my head, forcing another inch of his big, throbbing cock into
my mouth. Then I did it again and his knob was now at the entrance to my
throat, I was determined to swallow the monster no matter how big it was. I was
totally consumed with lust. I tried to steady my breathing and relax my throat
muscles, when I was ready I pulled him closer again, but I gagged, Mr. Dev
pulled back a little immediately.
" If it's too big you don't have to swallow my Indian elephant Paul, just
suck me off."
Of course I was in no position to answer him, but after a couple of seconds
getting my breathing under control I tried again, no joy. But on the fourth
attempt I felt the big knob ease into my throat, success! Mr. Dev stood stock
still and let me direct the proceedings as little by little I took more of his
big thick cock down my throat. After several minutes his crinkly pubes were
tickling my nose, I'd swallowed all of his big cock which throbbed away in my
throat. It must have looked really sexy watching a big Indian cock disappearing
into the mouth of a naked young white boy who was having his own cock sucked off
by another Indian! All this time Dr. K was expertly working on my cock, he'd
deep throat it swallowing like mad, masturbating my knob and bit of shaft with
his throat muscles. Then he'd lift of it until it was in his mouth, and he'd
torment my knob with his tongue. He was squeezing my balls even more, and the
room was filled with the sound of the three of us moaning and groaning. I was
thrashing around on the table, breathing as best as I could with Mr. Dev's
cock down my throat, and sweat was running off all of us. Dr. K came around to
one side of the table, took my hand, and placed it on his stiff precum dripping
cock. I squelched my palm over his torpedo knob and used his precum to
lubricate his 7-1/2 inch cut cock as I began to squeeze and   toss it.
Mr. Dev told me to stop swallowing and he started to fuck my throat with tiny
little strokes which slowly got longer and longer until, on the out stroke,
only his flared knob was in my mouth. I loved it, even the bit of pain as his
knob went back down my throat. I was producing loads of saliva and soon learned
to swallow some of it when the knob was in my mouth, the rest helped
lubricate my throat when the cock was fucked back down it. Mr. Dev kept up a slow
steady pace and started to grunt every time he fucked his big, throbbing cock back
into my throat. I was still playing with Dr. K's cock and he continued to
work on mine. When the inevitable happened Dr. K must have felt my balls start to
tighten, because he lifted his mouth off my cock and pointed it up and
towards my head as my third load of boycum shot from my cock. I came about as much
as the second time and after cleaning my boycum from his hand Dr. K was soon
licking the rest of my boycum from my body. When my body was clean he loosened
my hand and I sensed him go over to the desk.
Mr. Dev continued to steadily face-fuck me, and even though I'd cum, I was
still very turned on. I felt my cock and was surprised to find that it was still
hard. I sensed Dr. K was back, he spoke.
"I'm just going to rub something into your cock Paul to give you an extra
sensation, don't worry, it won't have any lasting effect."
What could I say or do? My mouth and throat were full of Mr. Dev's Indian
elephant dick, and I was strapped to the table. Whatever Dr. K applied to my
knob, the inside and outside of my foreskin, and my shaft, felt really cool and
soothing at first. Then I felt him coating my balls and my arse cheeks, arse
crack and pucker, and finally my stiff little nipples. As he was finishing with
my bum my cock started to tingle and soon it was as if my cock, balls, bum, and
nipples were being bitten by an army of soldier ants. I was sure the stinging
would be too much to bear and I writhed even more lifting my bum up off the
table to try and ease the stinging, of course the belt was stopping me from
getting off the table. But when Dr. K put my hand back on his cock I
automatically resumed tossing it. With my free hand I felt my own cock, I couldn't
understand it; it was now rigid, it felt stiffer than it had ever been, and even
bigger! Dr. K moved my hand and he began to expertly toss me off yet again, it
felt different and I managed to look down, he was wearing a surgical glove. When
the hand I'd used to feel my cock started to tingle I knew why he wore a
glove; some of the cream or whatever it was had transferred to my hand. Mr. Dev was
almost standing still by now, my body's contortions were making me sort of
fuck my throat with his cock. The stinging was actually turning me on now,
stimulating me closer and closer to orgasm, so I reached around with my free hand,
pushed Mr. Dev's hairy bum, and tried to get him to speed up, I wanted to eat
his cum; I'd totally lost it, I wanted more and more sex.
The sweat was rolling out of me as I writhed around on the table trying to
jam more of Mr. Dev's big thick cock down my throat, and he relented and
gradually pushed his hips forwards until my nose was buried in his hairy ball sac and
I could feel his rough pubes scratching my chin. I don't know how I managed
to breath with his 9 inch cock filling my mouth and throat and his heavy ball
sac covering my nose. All I know is that I was snorting loudly and could feel
my face and neck getting redder and redder as I swallowed as fast as I could my
throat muscles wanking his big fat cock. Mr. Dev was grunting loudly and I
noticed his ball sac was tightening. His body shuddered, his cock swelled and I
felt a blast of hot, thick mancum hit the walls of my throat. He pulled back
until his knob was back in my mouth just as he shot another load of mancum, I
swallowed it immediately. He shot once more in my mouth then pulled his cock
free.
"Keep your mouth open wide." He ordered.
He aimed his cock at my mouth and tossed it and another jet of mancum shot
from his cock straight into my mouth, I swallowed it as best I could as I tried
to keep my mouth wide open. I saw a camera inches from my mouth and I realised
one of the twins was filming the thick mancum shooting into my gaping mouth.
Mr. Dev shot into my mouth another three times and as his last shot bubbled
from his cock slit he stuffed his knob back into my mouth and I started to clean
his knob with my tongue, at the same time sucking hard for his last few drops
of man juice. His cum was the strongest tasting I'd eaten and I loved the
salty, slightly acid taste.
My whole groin and arse felt as if they were receiving thousands of little
electric shocks and as I continued to suckle on Mr. Dev's softening cock I was
thrusting my hips trying to fuck Dr. K's wanking hand. I was squeezing and
wanking Dr. K's cock so hard he removed my hand. My head was spinning, I was
sweating profusely and I could feel my fourth load of boycum boiling up in my
balls. Mr. Dev's cock was stiffening again as I continued to suck and tongue his
knob even when, once again my boycum shot from my throbbing cock high into the
air. The cream must have made me very sexy because I shot ten times, the most I'
ve ever cum and even when the last load of cum dribbled down my cock shaft
(Dr. K had let go of my cock) my cock was as proud and stiff as ever.
Mr. Dev eased his cock from my mouth as Dr. K licked my body clean again, but
this time he avoided any area that he'd applied the cream to. I lay back too
exhausted to speak while Mr. Dev started to undo the strap.
"CUT!" he yelled, then he spoke to me.
"Did you enjoy that Paul, a little something I have sent over from India."
"It was incredible Sir, but it's still tingling."
"We'll soon fix that." He chuckled. "Dr. K please open the door."
He scooped me up in his strong, hairy arms and carried me through the opened
door. We were in a corridor with several doors leading off it, one almost
opposite was open and Dr. Dev carried me through into it. It contained a toilet, a
hand basin and a big bath with an overhead shower which was already filled
with water. He lowered me into the bath, the water was refreshingly cold and I
closed my eyes and sighed with pleasure as my body was submerged and the
tingling was eased away. After a few minutes he pulled the plug and turned on the
shower.
"Stand up under the shower Paul and wash all traces of the lotion away,
especially under your foreskin."
My cock had remained stiff throughout and it seemed thicker than usual and
when I pulled my foreskin fully back to get rid of all traces of the lotion my
knob was bright red. I still didn't understand why my cock was so stiff.
"Bend over and pull your arse cheeks wide apart while I do your bum."
I bent over and Mr. Dev took the shower head down and played it up and down
my arse crack for several minutes, which started to turn me on again. In fact I
felt precum oozing from my cock-slit, causing me to moan softly. Mr Dev
turned the shower off and handed me a towel.
"Dry yourself off, don't worry too much about your hair, it was wet with
sweat before, so it'll just look natural in the film. That's if you want to
carry on?"
"Oh yes Sir, I don't know why my cock won't go down, or why I feel so sexed
up, but I'm loving it. The ways you and Dr K made me cum were incredible,
cumming's never felt so good; even the thing with the lotion. And I just love
sucking on your big juicy cocks and eating your strong mancum."
At that Dr. K entered the bathroom.
"Everything all right? Does Paul want to carry on? I do hope so."
"Yes K, Paul's eager to continue."
"Good. You'll be wanting some more squash then Paul?"
He held out a bottle and I took it and started to drink. I noticed Mr. Dev
give Dr. K a questioning look, and Dr. K spoke.
"It's all right Dev, I'm monitoring the doses very closely, I'm not going
to ruin this set-up."
I didn't understand what was going on, I was enjoying my squash. I can't
wait to tell you about the evening session, so I'll get through the rest of the
first session as quickly as I can.
The three of us went back to the "surgery", we were still naked, but the
men's cocks were only half hard while mine was still as stiff as it had ever
been. The twins were at the table, changing batteries I think. Mr. Dev told me to
get back on the table and as I was settling down one of the twins said they
were ready. Mr Dev came to my head and told me to open up and he put his cock
back in my mouth, then he shouted "ACTION". Mr. Dev removed his cock and Dr. K
came and put his cock in my mouth, telling me to suck it, then he reached over
and started to torment my erect nipples while Mr. Dev proceeded to suck me
off while fondling my balls. And that's the way the session went, they'd take
turns sucking me off until I came all over my body. And at the same time there'
d be a hard cock fucking my throat. I came another 4 times, 8 times in all,
and I had my body tongue cleaned every time. They only came 2 more times each,
and they made sure after I got the taste of one shot of mancum that the rest
were filmed in close-up with their cocks out of my mouth and their cum shooting
into it. Of course I got some mancum on my face, but if I couldn't lick it off
they'd do it and drip it back into my waiting mouth.
When I'd cum for the 8th  time Mr. Dev called it a day, saying eight cumshots
in around two hours was more than enough. I was pleased, I was knackered,
satiated, my throat ached quite a bit and my cock was a little tender and had
actually softened a bit. Dr. K took me to another room, a kitchen, on the table
was a big bowl of thick porridge like stuff. I was starving and when he told me
to eat I was soon shovelling it down, I was starving and I didn't argue when
he topped up my near empty bowl. There was a water jug and glass on the table
too, and I must have drunk two pints of water as well. When I'd finished I
leaned back and yawned and Dr. K suggested I take a nap. I didn't argue and he
took me into another room, which unlike the other rooms so far, had a ceiling.
There was a comfortable looking bed, just a sheet on it, it was so hot you didn'
t need any bedclothes, and a cabinet. I think I was asleep before I lay my
14-1/2 year old body down.
End of part eight. Any constructive comments to Paul at INSILVA92@aol.com
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