Date: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 08:42:15 -0500
From: Rob K <dayraideroh@live.com>
Subject: Spring Break with Jeremy - 12

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Spring Break with Jeremy - Chapter 12

-Wednesday-


Predictably, the shower ended up being more of a playtime than actual `get
clean' time.  I didn't mind at all; I was just enjoying the show of both
beautiful naked boys getting wet and soapy.  I sat on the bench and
watched, occasionally changing the lighting or music.  My thoughts drifted
to what had just happened in the bedroom.  I had just fucked an eleven year
old boy while his twelve year old boyfriend sucked him off and from the
looks of it; the next day and a half was going to be just as busy.
Watching them giggle and laugh while washing each other I decided to make
sure to give them some quality time together.

Once they were done getting clean and playing around, I was able to sneak
in and quickly wash my hair and such while they gabbed on.

"Which restaurant are we going to?" Jeremy asked excitedly.  "Can we go to
the Melting Pot?"

Knowing that the Melting Pot was one of his favorite restaurants, and since
he was so cute when he requested, I decided to give in.  "Of course," I
replied, smiling.  "It's one of my favorite restaurants too."

"Awesome!" he exclaimed before quickly turning to Tristan to explain all
about the restaurant.  He was still talking about it when we got out and
started to dry off.

Within the span of fifteen minutes we all dried off, got dressed, primped
up, and were on our way.  The boys had opted to sit in the back, which was
fine by me.  Again, I was trying to give them some time together,
especially since they had just officially became boyfriends.  It was
amusing listen to them talk about everything from school to which guys were
the cutest.  Yeah...they were meant for each other.

We eventually arrived at the restaurant and went in.  Once we were shown to
our seats, Jeremy proceeded to take charge in explaining everything to
Tristan about the restaurant's fondue options and such.  The entire dining
experience ended up taking a few hours.  We ate through three different
fondues talking about this and that, and having an overall great time.

"Ah man...this is the best," Jeremy sighed, sitting back in his chair.  "I
am so stuffed right now."

"This place is so cool," Tristan replied as he dipped a strawberry in the
pot of melted chocolate.  "You're so lucky you get to eat here all the
time."

I chuckled, patting my full belly.  "Well, I don't come here all the time,"
I replied.  "It's more for special occasions and such."

Tristan and Jeremy exchanged a look and grinned at each other.  "Do you
think we can watch a movie when we get back to your house?" Jeremy asked.

"Of course," I replied.  "I'm open to almost anything.  We could watch a
movie, play some games, swim some more...you name it."

Soon after, I paid and we were on our way.  I decided to take the somewhat
longer route home so dinner could digest.  The boys ended up sitting next
to each other again, this time whispering between themselves; no doubt
hatching some kind of plan for later.  All I knew is that it would probably
involve sex of some kind...and I was perfectly fine with that.

Once we got home, I again promised Tristan to take him out for a drive
tomorrow in one of the Ferraris.  He reminded me so much of myself when I
was that age.  It was nice listening to him go on and on about the magic of
Ferrari automobiles as we walked inside.  Once there, Jeremy whispered
something in his ear, popping him out of his obsessive chatting about cars.

"Okay Steve...follow us," Jeremy said with a grin.

Chuckling, I complied and walked with them into the living room where they
had me stand to the side of one of the sofas.  Jeremy then asked for me to
get on my knees and close my eyes, which I promptly did.  I then heard the
unmistakable sound of clothes being quickly taken off.

"Don't open your eyes," Tristan giggled.

"I won't," I replied with a grin.  Whatever they had planned, I figured I'd
love it, so I totally went with it.

I was then instructed to open my eyes.  Kneeling to the side of the couch,
my eyes first saw the side of the sofa and the cushy arm.  My mind wasn't
ready for what I saw next.  There, resting on the arm, were four beautiful
soles.  The boys were lying side by side on the couch, resting their feet
on the arm, presenting them to me.

"Alright," I heard Jeremy say with a slight giggle to his voice.  "We've
decided to reward you for taking us out for an awesome dinner by giving you
desert here."

"Yeah, he loves when you lick them," I heard Tristan giggle before Jeremy
shushed him.  I then heard a slight thud and some more giggling.

I paused and then laughed slightly.  Not that I needed any encouraging, I
played along.  "So...I can touch, rub, lick, suck...anything with these?"

"Anything you want," I heard Jeremy reply with Tristan's giggle following.

It was a sight I couldn't tear myself away from even if I wanted to; it was
clear the boys had my number.  "Well...since it IS my reward..." I said as
I moved in.  Jeremy's were slightly larger than Tristan's who's were a
little narrower.  The vast multitude of different size and shaped boyfeet
ran through my mind before I shook it, deciding that these were the two
most perfect in existence.

I first moved in on Jeremy's, putting my face directly against his soles.
Having just taken a shower before the restaurant, they were practically
devoid of any kind of odor, yet were still warm from having just been in
shoes for a few hours.  The softness of his soles was amazing as I rubbed
my face against them.

Not wanting to leave Tristan hanging, I reached up and gently started
taking turns rubbing and massaging each of his feet.  As for Jeremy, since
I know knew that he `loved' when I licked them, I proceeded to run my
tongue from his heel to the ball of his foot.  Damn he had such a sweet
arch.  I then ran my tongue under and around his toes, making him both
giggle and sigh.  The foot gods couldn't have blessed me more than by
giving me such a boy who loved when I worshiped his feet.

Moving over to Tristan's, I repeated what I had just done with Jeremy's
feet and slowly rubbed my face against his soles.  I then repeated my
tongue's journey from his heels to his toes.  The action caused him to
gently gasp and flex his feet.  Once I began running my tongue around his
toes, he flexed and then curled them, almost as if trying to capture my
tongue.

I chuckled as I moved back and started on Jeremy's feet again.  Okay, I
have to admit...I was pretty much in heaven.  I'm not sure how long I
played with them, but I could tell by the cute noises that they were making
that they were enjoying it all as well.

From the beginning, my cock had been hard as iron.  I had quickly freed it
and slowly disrobed as I played with their feet.  "Hey guys, how about a
contest," I said as I moved back to Tristan's feet, running my tongue along
his tender arch.

"What kind of contest?" Jeremy asked.

I slowly stood and gazed down at them.  As I had suspected, both were
naked; Tristan was lying with his arms folded behind his head while Jeremy
casually ran his fingers along his friend's erect member.  "Well..." I
started as I moved my hips, allowing my erection to rub against their
soles.  In unison, both giggled and began trying to rub and capture my cock
with their feet.  "How about a contest of slavery?"  That got their
attention as both stopped and stared at me.

Jeremy grinned, no doubt remembering our games the day before.  "Like...a
sex slave?"

"Anything the masters want," I continued.  Saying goodbye to their feet I
walked around and knelt by the couch.  "Here's how it will go.  I'll go
back down there and tickle both of you.  The first one that laughs is the
looser and has to serve me and the winner for the rest of the night."

They looked at each other with broad grins on their faces and nodded.
"Yeah!" they both exclaimed, giggling.

"Alright," I said, moving down to their feet.  "Let's do this."  Looking at
their faces I saw pure determination on both of their angelic faces.  I
lifted my fingers and wiggled them ominously.  "Here goes."  I lowered both
arms and allowed my hands to gently begin tickling.  My goal was to be as
fair as possible so I moved the fingers of my left and right hand in
unison; one on Jeremy's foot while the other on Tristan's.

Knowing Jeremy was very ticklish, I was expecting him to burst out laughing
right away, but he held his breath and bit his lower lip, trying to keep
his legs still and laughter inside.  Tristan was equally trembling, trying
his hardest to keep it together.  Then, I introduced my fingernails, raking
them across each of their sensitive soles.  Almost immediately, Tristan
laughed out loud and clapping his hands to his face.

"Shit!" he exclaimed as he looked at Jeremy.  "I was hoping to get you as
my slave."

"Next time," Jeremy winked and sat up.  He then proceeded to tell Tristan
about the concept of safe words.  Tristan understood and chose `pistachio'.
A word I'm sure has never, nor ever will be, called out in the passion of
sex.  "Okay," Jeremy said, standing and walking over to stand next to me.
"What should we do?"

"Well," I started.  "We could always have him assist us in lovemaking."  My
hand went down and cupped one of his amazing butt cheeks, squeezing it
gently.  "Because I'm ready to give you a good workout."

"Awesome," he grinned, turning and taking my raging erection in his hands.
"How about him sucking me off while you fuck me?"

"Sounds like a recipe for some amazing fun," I laughed.  Walking over to
the couch, I sat back and instructed Tristan to run up to the bedroom and
get the lube, which he obediently did.  It was easy to see that he was
going to love this role of servant/slave.  "Alright, once our little slave
returns, you can have all the fun you want with this?"  I said, pointing to
my cock, which was standing straight up and begging for attention.

Within a few minutes, I was lubed up and Jeremy was straddling me in a
reverse cowboy position.  Reaching down, I took each of his cheeks in my
hand, spreading them and aiming him as he lowered himself down.  My
slippery cock made contact in just the right place and popped in, making
him gasp and giggle slightly.  "Oh man," I moaned, feeling his warm
tightness envelope my cock as he continued to lower down.  "You feel so
fucking good."  My arms wrapped around him in a hug and I kissed the back
of his neck.

"Mmmm...yeah..." he moaned, bottoming out.  "You feel amazing to me too."
Leaning back against me, he sighed and regarded Tristan who was on his
knees and watching the whole thing with a broad grin.  "Okay slave," he
said with a touch of a giggle.  "Start sucking me.  I want you to make me
cum while Steve fucks me."

"Alright...I mean...yes master," he giggled, moving closer and looking up
at his masters.

I spread my legs, which made Jeremy's spread as well, totally opening up
his groin for our eager servant.  Over Jeremy's shoulder, I saw as Tristan
took his erection in hand and began licking around, making him moan deeply.
"And by now, you should be used to me as well."  I whispered, rotating my
hips.  About half of my erection slid out of the youth, just to have it
slide back in.

"Oh...wow..." Jeremy moaned, tensing up a little.  "That is so good."

By now, Tristan was slowly bobbing his head on his friend's cock.  He then
reached up and began to gently play with both mine and Jeremy's smooth
ballsacks.

I continued to hold Jeremy tightly, enjoying not only the amazing feeling
he was giving my cock as I continued to thrust upward, but how good we both
were making him feel.  "Tristan, put your hands on Jeremy's knees to keep
him more still," I ordered.  I could tell that Jeremy was building up to a
powerful release and he could sometimes get a bit squirmy.  This way, with
me hugging him from behind and Tristan keeping his legs in check, he would
be more restrained.  Knowing him, it would just add to it all.

"Oh yeah..." Jeremy whimpered.  "So fucking good."  His moans were quickly
filling the room.  "Being sucked and fucked at the same time is so
awesome."

I bit my lower lip in concentration.  I didn't want to cum too soon despite
Jeremy's quick escalation.  With a grin, I decided to send him over the
edge.  Moving my arms, I positioned my hands where my fingers could tease
and play with his nipples.

"Oh...fuck!" he moaned loudly, arching his back slightly against me.  "I'm
almost..."  He then let out a high pitched squeak as it hit him.

Just as he started cumming, I took a few faster and harder thrusts up into
him, knowingly hitting right against his prostate.  Meanwhile, Tristan was
slowing down as his mouth was flooded with Jeremy's sweet cum.

"Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh." Jeremy gasped, his body tensing and trembling.  I
stopped playing with his nipples and hugged him tightly again, slowly down
my thrusting.

"You're so damn sexy," I whispered in his ear.  To my surprise, he quickly
turned his head and took mine in his hands.

Our lips met in an extremely passionate kiss, our tongues playing and
wrestling.  He eventually pulled back and looked down, pushing Tristan off
his cock.  "Too much," he giggled. "Damn...that was good."  He let out a
deep sigh and relaxed against me.

Tristan smiled proudly up at him.  "That looked amazing," he said.  "Maybe
later y cu guys could to that with me."  It was more of a question than
statement.

"Of course," I said with a grin.  "But for now, you're still our slave and
I've yet to cum."

Jeremy looked at me and giggled.  "What do you have planned?"

"Oh..." I started, looking over Jeremy's shoulder at the beautiful naked
boy on the floor.  "I was thinking of taking him and fucking the shit out
of him."

Jeremy laughed.  "Yeah...do it."

Tristan's eyes widened a bit and a silly grin appeared on his face.

"And after that...if he's a good slave," Jeremy continued with a wink.  "We
could reward him with a trip to the basement."


*****

Oh man...I'm so sorry about that long break between chapters.  The
holidays, business trips, writing blocks, and a cold all happened to hit at
once.  Now that everything is settled down, I hope to churn out more in a
quicker timeframe.  Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Please let me know if you have any comments/suggestions/complaints, my
email address is dayraideroh@live.com.