Date: Sat, 20 Oct 2007 09:02:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shooting Ethan pt II

If Ethan was a study of beauty in color then Quinn was a study in
contrast. Of Portuguese and Spanish decent the adorably cute thing was a
rich brown tone. I thought that he looked to be about Ethan's height and
that was confirmed when I caught them on camera back to back although the
loose curls that topped Quinn's head may have added an inch or so. Built
like Ethan he was a smaller slender boy and like his pale counterpart
Quinn sported a very smooth face with large eyes that were framed by long
luxurious lashes and thick brows. His crystal white teeth were
orthodontist straight courtesy of his father who'd done the work himself,
and a strong contrast to his skin color.

Quinn was at Ethan's home when I showed up the following month for our
shoot. His handshake was soft, his voice slightly melodic and his smile,
well, his whole face smiled with it. Shooting them together could be
worth a great deal of money to the right people. They were the epitome of
children born with wealth and beauty together and like Ethan; Quinn was a
sweetheart of a boy.

It was clear from the beginning that the two young teens were infatuated
with each other. They never left each other's side, Quinn following Ethan
out of the room when he made a clothing change. I wondered briefly if
they had consummated their relationship, feeling a pang of jealousy at
the thought of my young teenaged lover sharing his body with someone
else. Then I wondered if I'd have a shot at bedding them both and felt my
cock stir at the thought. Being in bed with salt and pepper would be an
incredible experience however I wasn't going to dwell on it. Frankly I'd
have been surprised if I even got the chance to see Quinn's boyhood
charms let along sample them.

My first photo of them together was as unplanned as it was good. I'd
taken a break to change out battery packs; discs and lenses then went
looking for the boys. I saw them out back in a garden area a good hundred
feet away from me but less than one foot from each other. I looked
through the telephoto lens and saw them embraced in one of the classic
poses; holding each other at the waist with the upper bodies separated
enough to look into each other's eyes, which they were doing. I snapped
off some shots and then some more as Quinn leaned forward and kissed
Ethan on the lips. It wasn't long or deep but seemed to me to be about
the most perfect kiss that two newly found young lovers can experience.
They started walking hand in hand toward me, heads down and close in a
conspiratorial type of manner. I snapped off a few more shots then
stopped; feeling like I was invading their privacy and thus spoiling
their innocence.

As they came closer their heads came up and I quickly shot a series of
images, some with one or the other boy waving to me, smiles beaming. To
their credit they didn't let go of each other's hands as they approached
and I suspected that an announcement was in the offing but it didn't
materialize.

"I got some good shots," I told them then paused. "Perhaps it would be
better to see them." We headed into the living room and I hooked up to
the laptop and opened the folder. "I want you to know that I wasn't
trying to pry but when I saw you through the telephoto lens . well you
can see how incredible the images are. I looked at Ethan and was totally
shocked by the expression on his face. There was no doubt that he agreed
with me.

"No Martin, they're perfect," he told me in a soft voice then he hugged
me tightly and when he was done Quinn did the same thing which really
surprised me. Holding the dark skinned boy was just like holding Ethan.
"Martin any time you see anything worth shooting just do it and we'll
figure it out later," Ethan said and I nodded my head.

The rest of that shoot was mostly plebian as was the one the following
month although it was obvious that the boys' relationship was deepening.
They seemed positively agog with each other. The third month was when I
got the phone call.

"Martin, I'm afraid I can't be present for tomorrow's session, I have an
important closing that I have to attend. I wonder if you could take Ethan
out to the cabin then bring him home when it's over." I told her it would
be no problem, then wondered if she knew about Quinn, or more
specifically about the nature of the relationship her son was in with the
dark skinned beauty. I say relationship but I have to repeat, if they
were doing the nasty in any way shape or form, I was totally unaware of
it.

 It was moving toward fall so the clothes I picked up the day before the
shoot were pretty much outdoor wear; sweaters, coats, long pants and long
sleeved shirts, heavier shoes and the like. There was also sleepwear,
pajama's and robes. The boxes and hangers fairly well filled up the back
of my SUV requiring the use of the side mirrors if I wanted to see
anything outside the rig. Just as I was getting ready to leave the house
my cell rang and I answered to Ethan's voice.

"Bring an overnight bag Martin, we're spending the night at the cabin,"
he told me and when I asked, he said his mom left me a note that would
explain it. My heart picked up a beat, my brain all a buzz at the
prospects of spending the night in the same house as Ethan and in all
probability Quinn.

Twenty minutes later the three of us were headed out of town, Quinn
keeping Ethan company as I'd suspected. The issue was that a last minute
complication required Monika to fly to L.A. and she was hoping to be back
within twenty four hours. She'd tried call my cell phone but I hadn't
picked up and she hoped she wasn't inconveniencing me by asking that I
keep an eye on her son. I was pretty sure that she knew it would be okay.
She'd seen how Ethan and I had bonded over the past year and had often
remarked on it.

An hour later we were headed into the mountains and shortly thereafter
Ethan was unlocking the gate to their property. A quarter of a mile drive
through heavy forest and the gravel driveway ended in front of their
cabin.

The word cabin might be a misnomer although the two storied structure was
made of logs. That may be where the resemblance ended for it had to be
almost three thousand square feet not counting the full wrap around
covered porch. Inside, the living room was a huge two storied affair not
quite dominated by an equally huge fireplace built from river rock that
took up almost an entire wall. The furniture was all dark brown leather
with wood frames and there was no lack for it. Ethan led us up stairs
where we deposited overnight bags in two of the bedrooms, his and Quinn's
in one room, naturally. Back downstairs we went into the chef's kitchen
where Ethan pulled milk, a large pizza for lunch and steaks for dinner as
well makings for breakfast from the free standing stainless steel
freezer.

"We should build a fire too Martin, it'll be so much nicer tonight."  All
the needed components were stored in large stone apertures that were
built into the rock wall on both sides of the fireplace. Once the fire
was roaring we hauled the clothes into the house and went to work.

The grounds around the house were very park like and offered plenty of
background for some excellent shots. The turning leaves, a small pond,
huge rhododendrons and two hundred foot tall evergreens, smoke billowing
from the chimney all helped lend more credence to the notion of cold
weather.  We broke around noon and ate the pizza while going over the
mornings work then went back at it until five. Being in the woods as we
were the light tended to fade fairly early and the temperature dropped
equally fast. We'd kept logs on the fire all day so the cabin was quite
cozy when we stopped for the day. Dinner was steaks from the kitchen
grill, tater tots, and corn on the cob, all from the freezer, and later
we lazed around for an hour and went over the afternoons work.

I'd gotten a number of excellent photos of the boys together as well as
singles of Quinn, all of which pleased Ethan to the fullest.

"My mom saw those first ones that you took of us Martin and she loved
them. She even had some enlarged and put in frames in her office at the
house."

"So, your mother knows about you two?" I asked and Ethan nodded his head.

"She was a little sad that I'm gay but she's totally supportive and she
adores Quinn almost as much as I do," he said, squeezing his boyfriend's
hand for emphasis. "We had the big talk about sex and she's okay with
that too. I mean, we stay at each others house all the time and sleep in
the same bed and everything so like, she basically knows." And so did I
in that moment and felt a resurgence of that initial pang of sadness I'd
felt when I first heard about Quinn and Ethan's infatuation with the boy.
Ethan must have sensed my mood for he put his hand against my face in a
very tender gesture.

"I've been wanting to tell you Martin but." I held his hand then kissed
it.

"I understand Ethan and its okay. I'm genuinely happy for the both of
you, honest." He hugged and then kissed me and as soon as he vacated my
arms Quinn was against me, kissing and hugging me.

"Ethan told me about you and him in the garden Martin and he showed me
some of the pictures that you took of him," the dark skinned beauty told
me. "I think it's so cool. He's lucky to have you in his life, we both
are I think." I was a little surprised at what the boy said then put it
out of my mind.

"That's something I wanted to talk to you about Martin. Mom wanted me to
stay in town for the night but I talked her into letting us stay here
with you." He looked into Quinn's eyes then back at me. "We'd like you to
take some pictures of us like the ones from the garden, of us loving each
other."  I kept a straight face but inside I felt myself grin from ear to
ear. If I'd had a video camera, the film session of these two would be
worth huge bucks, hell even the pictures would be, not that I'd even
consider selling them.

"We've been talking about it for a couple of weeks," Quinn told me, "and
we really want to do this and we want you here with us." I wasn't sure
what all that might entail but I had some ideas about what I'd like it to
mean. We talked a little bit about the initial scenario that the boys had
thought out and when they asked my advice I told them it sounded like a
great place to start. I asked when they wanted to start and together they
said,

"Right now."

I nodded my head and got ready while the boys went upstairs. About five
minutes later they came back down. They were dressed identically in loose
blousy cotton pants and pullover shirts reminiscent of the Caribbean or
south pacific; Ethan in black and Quinn in white. They were stunning.
Quinn came over to stand by me while Ethan went to the fireplace. I
snapped some shots of him standing there then more as he went to the sofa
and sat, leaning against one arm. Quinn moved away from me and approached
Ethan from the end of the sofa, the boy turning his head and smiling at
his approaching lover. He stood and the boys embraced then kissed.

Without further ado they helped each other out of their shirts, tossing
the garments out of the way, then undid the ties at each other waists.
When they let go both garments dropped straight to the floor and the boys
stood there looking into each others eyes. Beneath their clothing the
boys were each wearing a fundoshi, the Japanese sleeping garment that
consisted of a small patch of cloth that covered the genitals and the
rest simple string that kept it in place. Again, Ethan was in black and
Quinn in white. I felt my cock start to harden at the sight of them, the
color schemes set off perfectly against their skin tone.

They were standing, slightly turned toward me, giving me good shots of
their torso's and like Ethan, Quinn was very nicely developed. I knew he
probably would be as he too was into swimming and playing tennis and
handball with his father. The patches of cloth covering their boyhood
charms were barely doing their job, Quinn's more full than Ethan's, and
neither boy appeared to hard yet. They kissed again, hands first rubbing
chests as they did it, then sliding down to each other's hips.

After a moment they broke away from each other and Ethan led Quinn to the
sofa, E sitting in the corner spot. The sat with legs spread open far
enough to see the bulge of their balls and the string from the fundoshi
as it disappeared into the beginning of their cracks. They began kissing
again, hands at chest rubbing nipples or sliding down onto firm flat
bellies. I moved in closer and shot downward onto the sparse cloth they
wore, the evidence of their arousal becoming clear. In a moment Ethan's
hand went to the front of Quinn's fundoshi and fondled the boy's package,
low moans from the dark skinned beauty indicating his feelings.

Quinn's hand found a similar position on Ethan and after about thirty
seconds of fondling he slid the fabric aside to reveal Ethan's raging
hard boner and smooth hairless bag O' balls. Quinn broke the kiss then
slid down on the sofa and, lying on his side, took hold of Ethan's cock
then lowered his head slightly and allowed his pink tongue to snake and
lick at his lover's swollen cock head. Needless to say the expression on
Ethan's face was one of ecstasy.

While he began to suckle his pale skinned lover Quinn moved his hand down
and slid his garment to the upper side and revealed himself to me for the
first time. The boy was impressive. A good seven inches, Quinn was
uncircumcised, his foreskin completely covering his cock head and
creating a wrinkled little nipple at the tip which was resting against
the sofa's cushion. His balls, resting in a puddle on his inner thigh,
were darker than the rest of his body, the wrinkled bag totally devoid of
any hair that I could detect. While not devoid of hair, his pubic area
didn't have much more hair than Ethan, the dark curls hardly noticeable
against his brown skin. Using the hand that was beneath him, Quinn began
to manipulate himself, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the
slightly pink head of his dick.

Once again I got in close and got multiple frames of both boys'
genitalia, Quinn taking his mouth from Ethan and gazing lovingly on his
boyhood while he slowly stroked it. I wanted desperately to reach down
and take hold of Quinn's dark sausage and love it for him, starting with
my hand then using my mouth. Although I owned one myself, I hadn't a lot
of opportunity to play with uncut boy cocks during my life and I rather
enjoyed them. Of course the beauty of this one's owner was also a huge
incentive.

"Martin you look hard as stone. Why don't you take your clothes off,"
Ethan said quietly. Quinn looked at my crotch and added a

"Yeah Martin," then went back to sucking Ethan. I set the camera down,
peeled off my shirt then jeans and boxers, both boys taking time out to
watch the last part of the disrobing and Quinn commented on how cool it
was that my cock looked like his. The boys stood up as I picked up the
camera and I snapped off a series of photos as the removed their skimpy
clothing, both boys coming over and stroking my cock, kissing me, and
Quinn dropping to his knees to suck me for a moment.

"We want you to play with both of us tonight Martin," Ethan said after a
long deep throated kiss, "After we do these photos. The boys then left me
and went back to the sofa and went through a who variety of positions
which included sixty nine's as well as solo cock sucking and rimming. It
was hot seeing Ethan's face all but buried in Quinn's dark ass, his white
tongue a big contrast to the other's boys' almost black puckered hole. In
another position Ethan sat against the arm of the sofa with Quinn on his
knees in front of him, slowly fucking is fat dark cock into the white
mouth. The expression on Ethan's smooth face was on of bliss.

After a good thirty minutes or more of foreplay the time finally came for
the boys to consummate their relationship for the camera. How they'd
manage not to cum so far was a mystery. In any case they told me what
they had in mind making sure that I understood that they wanted plenty of
photos of their sperm as it poured forth from their young bodies. I made
sure they understood that I could manage it.

The game plan was that Quinn would fuck Ethan on this go round so the
beautiful young blond boy retrieved a small leather bag from behind the
sofa and pulled out a bottle of lube and a small hand towel and I
wondered briefly how long they'd been planning this. Ethan lubed his
asshole then bent over the arm of the sofa and Quinn finger fucked him
using first one finger and then a second, opening the pale puckered hole
up for the invasion of the dark lord.

Once E felt he was ready Quinn then slathered his cock head and shaft
then sat on the sofa close to the end. Ethan got on, standing and facing
me then began to squat down, Quinn's hand between the boy's legs and
playing with his soft hanging balls until he finally had to move it. He
then reached around held the smooth sac out of the way in order for me to
fully document the penetration, which I did. But it placed me in a
dilemma. I wanted to get the penetration but I also wanted to catch the
expression on Ethan's face as it happened.

I stepped back and got to my knees so that the camera was angled upward
slightly. I zoomed in then backed out enough to get what I wanted. Ethan
had reached down and taken hold of Quinn's cock and told me to tell him
when I was ready. I was. He lowered himself until the pink head was
touching his equally pink puckered muscle then let his weight take over
and Quinn slipped inside of him. I captured the expression on his face,
just as I'd intended and it was a classic; a sense of pain, of awe and of
pleasure all at the same time. I shot more frames as he lowered himself
until all I had was a pair of young smooth teenaged balls stack on each
other. It was clear to me that the boys had done this before; I was not
witnessing their first time.

Ethan moved his upper body to the side enough that I could see Quinn's
beautiful face as well. Ethan slipped and arm around the darker boys
shoulder and they looked into each other's eyes as between them, they
began to fuck Ethan. With his feet planted firmly on the sofa next to
Quinn's legs Ethan began to raise and lower himself on the other boy's
nail hard cock. Quinn helped by placing his hands under his lover's
slender little butt and helping to lift the boy and at the same time pull
his cheeks apart to create better feelings for the both of them.

The boys stopped fucking from time to time to rest Ethan's leg muscles
and spend the time kissing, often allowing their tongues to battle
outside their mouths. They returned to it after a moments rest and I shot
it all. It became obvious when they were ready to cum for the talking
started. There had been plenty of moans but Quinn started by whispering
how much he loved being inside his lover and Ethan praised Quinn for the
size of his cock and how good he loved being fucked by him.

"Oh gosh, oh gosh," was about all Quinn managed before he quickly pulled
his thick brown cock from Ethan's ass and began jacking off, his cock
head pushing against Ethan's balls. The first emergence of the beautiful
dark skinned boy's sperm was nothing more than a dribble that oozed out
onto Ethan's smooth balls. The second part however was a long ropey jet
of goo that shot out over the sac and the shaft and landed as a streak,
the tail end on the underside of Ethan's stone hard cock and trailing up
onto the boy's panting belly. Squirts three and four were similar but the
last one landed on the back side of Ethan's hand which had begun jacking
his own pale six cock with a fury. Ethan came, producing four solid
volleys of fresh squeezed warm boy sperm, splattering his belly and more
than one arcing over to land on Quinn's belly, the white streak very
visible against the boy's dark flesh.  The boys orgasm was soon over, as
is always the case and they sort of relaxed, Ethan resting against Quinn.

"Martin," Quinn said, "put the camera down and come in close so we can
jack you off and squirt your sperm on us."

"Yeah Martin, do it," Ethan encouraged me, smiling and looking at me
through half lidded eyes. I set the camera down and stepped up to the
sofa, my shins resting against it. Ethan reached out and took hold of me
and began stroking me using a very firm grip while Quinn manipulated my
heavy balls.

"Gosh Martin you got nice stuff," the dark skinned beauty said as he
tugged, squeezed and fondled my sac of nuts. I assured him that he did
too and I was looking forward to playing with him. Since Ethan was
easiest for me to access I began alternating playing with his balls much
as Quinn was doing to me, and stroking the boy just like he was doing to
me. I hadn't cum for a good five or six days, a practice I'd carried on
for months. I always had hopes of playing with Ethan so stored up my
sperm just in case it did happen and I could produce an incredible cum
shot for the boy.

I finally took over on my cock, telling the boys that it would go much
faster and of course it did. It always did. "Here it is boys," I finally
moaned out then felt my cock thicken followed by the first of seven
eruptions. The first one shot out over their genitals and left a streak
that ran down from Ethan's shoulder to just above his nipple. I
redirected my dick so that Quinn got the next one. I stood back a little
and angled my cock down and proceeded to wash the both sets of boyhood
charms in warm sperm, much to their infinite delight, and when I was
finally done, my reproductive juices were dripping off their own smooth
sperm makers. It was hot as all fuck, they knew it and I knew it. I
leaned down and kissed first one boy then the other, both responding with
as much enthusiasm as I was producing.

I stepped back and allowed them the room to disentangle and stand up and
as soon as they were upright I had both smooth young teens in my arms,
hugging, fondling and kissing me and each other and our cum onto my body.

"That was about the hottest thing I ever done," Quinn informed me/us, his
slightly high pitched voice giving evidence of his excitement over the
whole thing.

"Yeah it really was Martin," Ethan piped in, "thank you for being with
us." I told him it was my pleasure and both boys said it was theirs, at
the same time, causing them to giggle. "I think we gotta shower though,"
he said and both Quinn and I readily agreed and the three of us tromped
upstairs to the master bedroom and the environment room.

Large enough to accommodate a half dozen people, it was designed to
create whatever combination of humidity and heat from desert to rain
forest to simple shower. It had fiberglass  benches to sit or recline on
and for a moment I envisioned fucking one or both boys in there. The
thought had no sooner passed through my brain when Quinn actually said
it, wondering it would be like to fuck in the room. Ethan said he's
wondered too and since we had some time, perhaps we would all get an
answer to that question.

We went about the cleaning process and of course it wouldn't do but we
all had to have our hands on each other. Before it was over everyone had
touched, stroked, kissed, licked and fingered everyone else so did
nothing at all to diminish anyone's tumescence so all three cocks were up
and ready for round two.

Back downstairs the boys went through a variety of positions and
activities. Cock sucking was done with Quinn sitting on the back of the
sofa with Ethan sitting below him and tea bagging the boy, licking on the
smooth, dark skinned bag of thirteen year old balls. Ethan moved and
Quinn turned around and bent over, pulling dusky cheeks open to reveal
the dark puckered core of him. Ethan wasted not a moment but buried his
face in there and began washing the boy's asshole with his tongue, a hand
tugging and playing with Quinn's balls.

They switched out, Ethan sitting on the sofa but slouched down with his
legs pulled back as far as he could go. Quinn got on his knees and did to
Ethan what the pale skinned boy had done to him, licking and slurping the
boy's tender hairless asshole and up onto the underside of his sensitive
balls. Needless to say I shot the shit out of the entire scene. I
wondered if Quinn was going to fuck Ethan again but discovered that the
boys were versatile, each loving to be bottom or top.

"You ready to fuck me Ethan?" Quinn asked as he stood up. The response he
got was expected and as Ethan got up off the sofa the dark skinned boy
grabbed the lube and began slathering his asshole. Once Ethan was
prepared Quinn simply bent over the arm of the sofa, his head resting on
the seat cushion. Ethan stepped up behind him and put his pale flesh to
Quinn's wrinkled muscle then slowly pushed until he slipped inside of the
boy.

"Put it all the way in Ethan, don't worry," Quinn groaned out. Ethan held
onto the boy's hips and continued onward, burying every millimeter of his
peter inside Quinn's ass. Once there he didn't waste any time but began
to fuck the boy, pulling almost all the way out before reversing and
going all the way back in.

"Let me suck on your cock Martin," Quinn moaned so I put the camera down
and went to him. Quinn raised himself up on his hands so I knelt in front
of him and fed him my cock. He surprised me a little by taking almost
half of me inside his warm mouth before backing off from it.

"Oh man Quinn I'm gonna squirt," Ethan moaned and began slamming his hard
cock into his lover's ass, the sound of their coupling heard easily above
the noise of the crackling fire. His head rolled back as he fucked Quinn
and I knew that he was unloading his boy honey into his friends tight ass
wondering not for the first time what it would be like to have the
beautiful thirteen year olds cock ramming in and out of my own ass.

Ethan finally slowed down and Quinn took my cock from his mouth. "You
want to fuck me Martin? I didn't cum and I want to cum with a cock in my
ass." Like I had to be asked twice. Ethan pulled out and I stepped up to
the plate. I didn't bother to lube up as there was plenty of liquid there
and while bigger, I wasn't all that much bigger than Ethan was. I slipped
the head in, heard the boy groan, and continued until my fuzz was
touching his brown butt.

"Oh fuck Ethan," Quinn groaned, "his cock fills my ass up, wait till he
fucks you." I felt myself start at his words; I would be fucking Ethan at
some point. I held on and began the motion, pulling out then sliding back
inside the boy's tight butt. I loved fucking boys and one that was as
cute as Quinn simply made the experience that much better.

"How is it Quinn?" Ethan asked as he stood close by and slowly stroked
his still hard dick. "It looks hot as all hell with his cock in your
asshole."

"Fucking awesome Ethan, I swear. Fuck me hard Martin, make me cum from
your big hard cock." I was a little stunned at the dialog and the
language. Ethan had never cursed in front of me that I could remember and
here the boy was at it like a porn star. I kept up a slow fuck of the
boy, drawing it out as long as I could. Ethan came to me and offered his
face so I planted my lips against his and out tongues engaged in battle
both in and outside of our mouths.

"I want you to fuck me too Martin," the adorably cute boy said after
breaking away from me. "I want to feel your big cock in my asshole." The
idea seemed to spur me on and I found myself slamming seven and half fat
inches of dick inside Quinn's hole.

"Oh yeah Martin fuck me, fuck me harder. I'm almost ready to cum, make me
cum Martin." The boy was groaning loudly as I hammered my hard cock into
him and my own breath was coming faster. All of a sudden the boy screamed
out and I felt the convulsion of muscle on my cock as he spermed out onto
the side of the sofa. Needless to say it took me over the edge and I
began pumping jet after jet of warm cum into the boy's shaking body in an
incredible orgasm.

As always it was over too soon but I stayed inside the boy for a bit
longer, rubbing his back as I continued to slide slowly in and out of
him. When I finally did come out he turned and melted into my arms,
kissing me then did the same with Ethan only he held tighter and kissed
longer which was okay with me. Back in my shower we talked about the
experience, both boys animated in their descriptions and Ethan's
insistence that I fuck him as well.

As the night wore on we snacked, sucked and fucked, and snuggled and
played. I did fuck my hot little Ethan who all but fainted from it since
I'd already cum twice. I fucked his tight little ass in a number of
positions, Quinn offering his cock and his asshole for Ethan's hungry
mouth or using his own mouth on Ethan's cock. I ended up fucking him on
his back, his legs back and draped over my arms allowing me to drive down
into the boy. When he finally squirted Ethan was all but whimpering in
pleasure, his young body dying for the release that finally came. Both
boys fucked me as well, one after the other since I didn't cum with the
first one, Ethan. It was great having them fuck me in a face to face
position as I loved watching the play of emotions on a boy's face as he
works to keep the species going, albeit fruitlessly.

In between sessions I introduced Quinn to docking, the boy having a
difficult time getting his foreskin over my swollen fat cock head. I then
pulled my much looser foreskin down over his covered dick head and part
of the shaft. Both boys thought that was the coolest looking thing and
Quinn loved it when I stroked us. It wouldn't do but what I had to slide
my foreskin over Ethan's cock head, the boy declaring that he wished he
still had his foreskin. We also lay about the living snuggling kissing
and fondling each other, both boys declaring that having me be a part of
their play was extremely hot for them. It was for me too. I didn't get to
play with an uncut cock very often, let alone one that belonged to such a
hot kid as Quinn was. We finally fell asleep snuggled together like
puppies in the huge master bed and if there's anything that's as fun as
sleeping cuddled up to a naked boy it's being cuddle up to two of them.