Date: Fri, 6 May 2016 22:53:03 +0100 (BST)
From: smashing@tutanota.com
Subject: Stanley part 2

To eliminate any doubt I will state that this story is entirely a work of
fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is coincidental.

Having said that, I would like to thank all those who responded by email. I
apologize for the length of the first part. When I began the entire story
was not going to be that long but sometimes a story will take on a life of
its own and go where it will for as long as it wishes. Stanley is one of
those stories.

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And now Part 2

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Stanley would be celebrating his birthday in just a week. I was planning a
party for him and his mother, surprisingly, was all for it and helping
out. I insisted we have the party at my place and his mother didn't
object. Thanks to Stanley's help my home is possibly the best looking lot
in the trailer park. It's in the slums so I guess that isn't much to brag
about but the flowers bloom like crazy and the lawn is a lush green carpet
that Stanley mows every week. Over the winter I did a lot of work to the
interior, again with Stanley's help. We painted the entire interior. I let
Stanley choose the colors which he did very well. I drew the line at laying
carpet and doing plumbing myself though. After painting I paid to have
someone come in and lay new carpet all through the house. Then I had a
plumber to come in and remodel the bath and kitchen with new fixtures. The
water was off for three days so I rented a "porta-potty." Stanley thought
it was gross and opted to go home whenever he needed to use the rest room.

When his mother and I talked with Stanley about guests he didn't have too
many kids he wanted to invite. It seems he isn't the most popular kid in
his class but he's not the goat either.  He didn't look so much like a
goofy kid any more. It seems his mother had been insisting on the buzz cut
so she wouldn't have to take care of his hair. His hair covered his ears
now so he didn't look like an airplane coming in for a landing. It made him
much more attractive. He still had plenty of freckles.

He was doing better in school than he had in previous years. His mother was
always working when he got out of school so he came to my place.  Most of
the time I had him do his homework before anything else happened. I made
some exceptions when he wanted to play with friends. A few of his friends
were very good looking and left me staring at their crotches, drooling. I'm
sure no one noticed but Stanley who occasionally gave me a jab with his
elbow or a kick on the shin. By the Christmas his teacher was calling me to
discuss his progress and any problems he was having. I was always willing
to help him with homework when he didn't quite "get it." I did have to be
careful about being to close or caressing him while he was doing
homework. His mind wandered from homework to sex too easily.

Of course, my help was not always conventional and, at times, included his
nearly insatiable thirst for sex. I'm sure his teacher would have been
horrified to discover my methods even though I frequently used the
traditional reward/punishment system of getting Stanley to remember his
lessons. Take spelling for instance. Stanley, historically, was a terrible
speller. On spelling tests he usually got less than half the words right. I
decided drastic measures were in order.

The day he brought the spelling list home I gave him half an hour to study
the words. After fifteen minutes he announced he was ready for me to test
him. I got a length of clothesline I had brought in from the shed and tied
one of his wrists with it. Standing him with his back to an open door I ran
the line over the top and pulled it tight so the one arm was fully extended
above his head.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Teaching you that you are actually a great speller."

He looked like he thought I lost my mind as I lifted his other arm to
measure. When I was finished he was standing on his toes with both arms
stretched above him leaving him almost entirely immobile. After pulling his
pants and underwear off I tied his ankles, running the line under the
door. He was ready to learn and, sitting on the floor, I read the first
word, "description."

"D-i-s-k-r-i-p-t-i-o-n."

"Wrong." I gave one of his little balls a quick but light fillip.

Stanley yelled and tried without success to double over. "What'd ya do that
for?" he demanded.

"You spelled the word wrong. Try this one: aware."

"A-w-a-r-e."

"Correct." I took his limp dick in my mouth and tongued it until it was a
nice hard boner. He had no complaints about that.

"Next word: composite."

"C-o-m-p-o-c-i-t."

"Wrong." I gave his other ball a quick fillip which brought another shout.

"Next word: array."

"A-r-r-a-y."

"Correct." I took his little boner in my mouth and gave it a good rubbing
with my tongue.

We continued until the entire list had been covered. I untied his hands and
feet. "You're mean." he told me with anger in his voice as he rubbed his
balls.

"Learn the words and I'll be nice," I replied, handing him the
list. "You've got half an hour to study them." He pulled on his underwear
and pants before grabbing the list angrily.

I left him alone to study but could hear him
working. "President. P-r-e-s-s... No, no, no. One 'S.'
President. P-r-e-S-d-e-n-t. Noooo! P-r-e-s-I-d-e-n-t. Yess!"

Half an hour later I announced it was time for another test. "Just a
minute," Stanley pleaded.

"Sorry, kid. Times up. Let's go."

He got up with a worried sigh and we headed to the test site. He took off
his pants and I secured him to the door. He actually looked very sexy,
stretched out that way. I caressed his taut belly briefly and said, "You'll
do better this time."

I sat down in front of him, his once again limp dick pointing at me. It was
too short to hang down. His little ball sack supported it so it stuck
straight out. "First word, entrance."

"E-n-t-r-a-n-c-e."

I didn't bother telling him that was correct. I simply took his dick in my
mouth, sucking and tonguing until it was good and hard. I enjoyed the
feeling of it getting hard in my mouth but this was a test and I didn't
tell Stanley I liked it. He did much better this time, earning only three
fillips.

I untied him and said, " You did so much better this time."

"It still hurts when you hit me."

"You know how to keep me from hitting you. Half an hour and then another
test."

He grabbed the list again and headed to the couch to study. I could tell he
wasn't as angry as before - he left his pants and underwear by the door
where he had taken them off. When the time was up he didn't argue or
complain.

"OK. You're not going to hit me this time." He headed back to the door and
pulled off his shirt, standing naked for me to tie him up. I took my place
on the floor and noticed his limp dick was now a boner, standing up hard.

I looked up at him. "You must be pretty sure of yourself," I said, giving
his boner a nudge with a finger.

Stanley giggled, "Yup."

He spelled the first word correctly and I gave his little boner some tongue
loving. He spelled the second word correctly. And the third and the
fourth. At the twentieth word he hadn't spelled any wrong and his breathing
was getting heavy. I knew he was about to explode and I did my best to make
that explosion a good one.

He learned to spell quickly and seemed to enjoy the "tests" I gave. One day
I asked him if he would like me to tie him to the bed when we had sex.

His response was immediate and final. "No Way!"

"I thought you liked being tied up for your tests."

"That's different. That's for school so it's okay but don't tie me up if
we're gonna do stuff."

I still haven't figured out what the difference was but agreed. "Alright. I
won't tie you up if we're doing stuff. I promised we wouldn't do anything
you didn't want to do. But it's allowable for a test?" I wanted to be sure.

"Yeah, I don't like it but for school it's okay."

Stanley was still the camera ham he had always been and I had a number of
pictures on my walls that would have made a professional photographer proud
and I gave his mother prints of a few of the best ones. In addition to that
I had enough kiddie porn starring Stanley and myself stashed away in
encrypted files to put me back in the slammer for several
lifetimes. Stanley always got a kick out of watching them and always wanted
to have sex afterwards, providing he could wait that long. He was
especially fond of sucking my dick while watching a video of him sucking my
dick. If it happened we were doing sixty-nine while he was watching he
would come hard and let out a strangled "aaahhhh" with his mouth full of my
cock.

Early in the school year he brought a friend from school home with
him. "This is Gary," he told me as an introduction. "Can we play some games
on your Xbox?"

"Not until you finish your homework. What do you have today?"

"We've got to do some fractions. Gary gots the same problems I got. He's in
my class."

"You can both do homework on the kitchen table. Hopefully they will teach
you grammar sometime."

Stanley and Gary both laughed as they headed to the kitchen. Gary was a
good looking boy. He gave meaning to the description "willowy." Just a
little taller than Stanley, he was slim as a blade of grass and moved
gracefully, at times seeming to have no bones to get in the way. He was
dishwater blonde and liked to spike his hair. His fair skin accented
brilliant blue eyes on either side of a button nose. He was definitely a
boy I could have fantasies about.

They finished their homework and I checked it to see they had actually done
it and that most of it was right. I gave them permission to play Xbox and I
enjoyed watching the two play. Stanley, of course, had no inhibitions about
touching and being close. Watching them play it seemed to me that Gary also
was fairly uninhibited about touching. After an hour or so Gary announced
he had to go home. Stanley wanted to walk with him and I allowed it.

Stanley returned in a reasonable amount of time but I could tell something
was wrong. "What is it?" I asked.

"Promise you won't be mad?"

"I can't promise that unless I know what it is. Now spill it."

"I kinda told Gary you sucked my dick."

OH. MY. GOD. "You did WHAT?? Have you lost your mind?"

"Please don't be mad. Nothin' bad's gonna happen."

"Do you know what kind of trouble I could be in if he tells ANYONE?"

"I know. I know. He won't tell anyone. Really."

The adrenaline spike was dying down into a slow burning in my
stomach. "Okay, okay, alright. Tell me what happened."

"Well, Gary is always talking about sex and on the way home he was talking
about how cool it would be if someone sucked his dick. Then I wasn't
thinking and said, 'Yeah, it's really great,' then he said, 'How would you
know?' then I didn't want to tell him but he kept at me and then got it out
of me. I'm sorry. Really. He won't tell anyone, promise."

Stanley may have been even more wound up than I was. "What makes you think
he wouldn't tell anyone?"

"Cus after I told him he thought it was really cool and all and wanted to
know if you would suck his dick but I didn't say you would even when he
kept at me about it. Then he thought I was lying and all and you never did
anything like that so he won't tell cus he don't believe me."

"Alright. Calm down. I guess now all we can do is wait and see what
happens." I took a seat on the sofa, feeling very down about the whole
thing. Stanley went to the kitchen and got a couple "beers" for us then sat
next to me.

"You know," he said quietly, "it would be cool if he did stuff with us."

I looked over at him. He had that look on his face. "You want to have sex
with Gary?"

"Yeah, kinda. If you don't get all mad about it."

"Well, if this doesn't all blow up on us maybe we'll see about it."

"It's gonna be great! You'll like sucking his dick. You'll see."

"Calm down," I told him again. "For all we know Gary is telling his mother
all about us right now. And if he doesn't tell I want to be sure he is all
for it. First of all, he has to ask me to do it. And you can't be pushing
him into it." I thought a minute. "Secondly, he has to take all his clothes
off without me telling him to. That way I will know he really wants to." I
thought another minute. "And maybe something else. I don't know."

After my panic subsided I began to think about how I could protect Stanley
if things went south. "Stanley?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you tell him you did anything to me or just that I sucked your dick?"

"Just that you sucked my thing. I didn't say I did that too."

"Good. Don't ever tell him. It would be pretty bad for you if he told all
the kids in school you were a fag. If he decides to have sex with us he can
find out on his own what you do and hopefully he will be willing to do the
same."

"Yeah, I won't tell him." A pause. "It would be really cool to suck his
thing."

For once we didn't have sex and he went home when his mother go off
work. For the rest of the week, whenever I would ask about Gary Stanley
would only say that he still didn't believe. The weekend came and Stanley
was staying with me as usual. Saturday morning came and Stanley was running
around naked the way he liked to when there was a knock at the door. I
hissed at Stanley to get dressed.

Before he headed to the bedroom, "Oh yeah, can Gary come over and play
Xbox?"

"Go," I hissed and Stanley scampered to the back as I head for the
door. Gary was standing there and gave me a funny look.

"Is Stanley here?"

"He is. Come on in." Gary came in, still giving me the funny look as
Stanley came back down the hall.

"Hi, Gary. Wanna play some Xbox?"

"Sure." I was forgotten for the most but occasionally Gary sneaked a
I-know-something-you-don't-know look at me.

The suspense was killing me. I had got a hardon just thinking of the
possibilities. I really wanted to suck Gary's dick. Eventually I went to
the back and puttered around a bit then called for Stanley to give me a
hand.

"Any news?" I asked.

"No, he wants a blowjob but he doesn't believe you would do that. Can we
show him a video? Then he'd have to believe."

"Absolutely not! We agreed that you and I would be the only ones to see
those and that's not going to change. If he's in a video then he can watch
that one. But if you want proof I have an idea."

He was wearing blue shorts with an elastic waistband. I got on my knees,
pulled his shorts down and began working on his dick. He popped a boner
almost immediately and I sucked him off while Gary was playing Xbox. "Now
for some proof." I pulled his foreskin back and slobbered liberally over
the head of his boner then pulled the skin back up. "That should stay wet
for a while."

"Cool," responded Stanley as he pulled his shorts up and headed out to join
Gary. I stayed in the back.

I heard Gary exclaim, "No way!" And after a short pause, "WOW!"

I puttered around for a little longer then went out to join the boys. I put
my arm around Stanley affectionately and asked if he wanted a soda. Gary
eyes were about to pop out of his head.

I looked at Gary and asked, "Would you like some too?" I hoped he wouldn't
miss the double entendre.

They both wanted sodas and I went to the kitchen to retrieve them. I could
hear urgent whisperings from the boys. I returned and handed out the
sodas. There was an uncomfortable pause.

"OK," Gary looked at me, took a deep breath and blurted,
"Willyousuckmydick?"

"I'll do that but you have to show me you really want me to." I waited.

"I TOLD you."

"Right." Gary stood up and pulled the tee shirt over his head then
hesitated.

"I'll get naked with you." Stanley pulled his shirt off and began to pull
his shorts down. I knew he was taking his time, waiting for Gary to
proceed. I've known Stanley to strip so fast he was naked before the
clothes hit the floor. They were both down to their underwear and Gary was
hesitating again. Stanley pulled his off and his boner was sticking up
proudly. "Well?" He said looking at Gary.

Gary gave a quick, nervous laugh and pulled his off too.

Clothed Gary was a good looking boy. Nude he was beautiful. He stood before
me, staring at me in anticipation and no small amount of fear reflected in
those deep blue eyes. He was very slender but not skinny. Skinny boys show
their ribs half a mile away but Gary had definition in his rib cage but the
ribs didn't protrude. He showed some signs of having an immature six
pack. His nipples were a very light pink, his hips flared slightly and his
legs were well proportioned. A distinct tan line circled his waist and less
distinct ones adorned his legs where he wore shorts. His circumcised boner
stood about three inches tall and his balls, while not large were not small
either. I judged that if they were not producing sperm now they would be
soon.

"You're a good looking boy," I said as I cradled his balls in my hand. He
expelled a breath of air he had been holding too long and closed his
eyes. "It might be a little scary now but that will pass very soon."

I ran my hand up the rigid shaft and he moaned quietly. I got on my knees
and began licking his balls. More sounds of pleasure. I took them into my
mouth and rolled them around with my tongue. I caught a glimpse of
reflected light off to the side and saw Stanley with my camera. He had
become proficient with it over the summer so I didn't worry about its
safety. I only hoped Gary wouldn't go ballistic when he found out Stanley
was making a video.

I let his balls slip out of my mouth and licked my way up to the tip of his
dick. Then I hooked a finger over it and pulled it down so it was
horizontal and began tonguing his peehole. I slipped the head into my mouth
and looked up. Those brilliant blue eyes were looking down at me with
awe. I smiled as much as I could without letting his dick go then my lips
slid down his boner until they were at the base of his dick. After swirling
my tongue around his boner a bit I began sucking him in earnest. I was
wondering if this blowjob would have a cream topping.

It didn't take long. Gary was soon breathing hard with a soft "aahh" each
breath. When he came he rose up on his toes and went completely rigid. I
felt his boner jerk three times as Gary let out a prolonged "oohhh" which
accompanied his dry orgasm.

I kept his dick in my mouth, stroking it slowly a few times. I released him
and, looking up, asked, "Well, did you like it?"

"Yes, that was the best ever."

I turned to Stanley and said, "I suppose you want me to suck your dick
now."

"Yep."

"Hey! You were taking pictures."

"It's okay," said Stanley. We've got lots of pictures of us doing stuff
only nobody can see them unless they are in them. It's cool watching
yourself get a blowjob. You'll see."

I motioned Stanley to come over to where I was so I could service him. I
held onto Gary and fondled his balls and stroked his boner as I sucked
Stanley's. Gary was entranced watching me suck off Stanley. Since this was
Stanley's second blowjob is a short while it took longer for him to cum but
come he did.

"Come on," Stanley demanded. "Let's watch this on the computer." And we
did, with two naked boys sitting on my lap. Gary enjoyed the video very
much and was ready for another blowjob when it was over. I sat Gary on the
edge of the couch for his second blowjob. As I worked on Gary's package the
boys talked.

"This is really cool," said Stanley as he was getting a close-up of Gary's
boner sliding in and out of my mouth.

"It's the best," replied Gary. "Does he suck yours all the time?"

"Every day."

"Wow, you're really lucky. I wish someone would suck mine every day."

Stanley giggled. "Come over everyday and someone might."

"I'm going to try to." By this time Gary was getting close and the
conversation dropped off. When he came he went stiff again and his legs
straightened out as he arched back leaving him suspended by his heels on
the floor and his head on the back of the couch. He relaxed after it was
over and I held his dick in my mouth, tonguing it and slowly stroking it
with my mouth.

Eventually I released him from my hold and we talked for a while. Gary said
it was time for him to go home and got dressed. As he was leaving I said,
"I hope I don't get into trouble for this."

Gary gave me an incredulous look. "I'm not stupid. I'm not telling
anybody."

We downloaded the camera onto my computer and watched Gary's second
blowjob. "Do you think I can suck his thing tomorrow?" Stanley asked.

"Let's give him a day or two before we put you into a position he might
hold against you. If anyone is going to get hurt I would rather it be me
instead of you."

"I guess," he answered dejectedly. After a bit he said cheerfully, "You can
fuck me now."

Stanley had a new favorite way to fuck. He got the K-Y from the bedroom and
came back out as I stripped. After getting his asshole and my cock well
lubed he wiped his hands on his underwear and positioned himself over my
cock facing me as I sat on the couch. Gingerly he impaled himself and
wiggled around a bit after he had everything in his ass. His feet were on
either side of my butt and he put his arms around my neck. "OK, stand up
now."

Standing up with Stanley's added weight was a challenge for my bad back but
with my cane and the support of the arm of the couch I managed to
stand. Stanley wrapped his legs around me and held on tight with both arms
and legs as I stood. Once vertical I supported his weight with both hands
under his butt. I began thrusting my cock in and out of his still tight
ass. I could feel his little boner rubbing against my belly.

Stanley was in heaven. "Mmmmm." He snuggled his head under my chin, resting
his cheek on my chest. "This is really great." Soon he lifted his head and,
breathing hard, came from humping my belly. His ass clenched on my cock
increasing the sensations for me and I, too, came. The two of us convulsed
together as we experienced simultaneous orgasms.

Sunday was a peaceful, quiet day for us. We lazed the day away watching TV
and occasionally engaging in sex play. As they day wore on I began to get
nervous. Gary had enjoyed his blowjobs so much I was sure he would be back
for more. The last time I was expecting a boy to show up for sex and was a
no show didn't turn out well for me. Stanley assured me everything was fine
but I was still worried about it.

Monday was uneventful for me until the boys came in after school. Stanley
and Gary were both out of breath from running. Between breaths Stanley
announced, "Gary can't stay. He's supposed to go home right after
school. Can you suck his thing now? He really wants you to."

"Yes, please?" echoes Gary.

"Alright. Both of you get to the bedroom and strip. I'll give you both
blowjobs."

They ran to the bedroom and clothes started flying. "Do Gary first. He gots
to go home right away."

As soon as they were both naked I instructed Gary to lay on the bed which
he did. I noticed he would occasionally give his dick a tug when he thought
no one was looking. I picked up Stanley and set him on Gary's legs so they
were facing each other. "Now Stanley, scoot up so your balls are snuggled
up against Gary's balls." He did so, both boys obviously wondering what I
had in mind.

Kneeling beside the bed, I reached around Stanley and held their two boners
together. Positioned this way Stanley's was just a little shorter than
Gary's. I leaned over and took both boners in my mouth and began stroking
them with my lips.

"Oh, wow!" exclaimed Gary.

"This is really cool," said Stanley. "I can feel you boner rubbing against
mine."

"Yeah, this is radical."

I was in heaven with two boy boners in my mouth. My tongue ran up and down
both of them simultaneously and I occasionally stopped at the top to probe
both peeholes. Soon Gary exclaimed, "Oh, God!" and his hips lifted off the
bed in orgasm. I kept sucking both of them and Stanley soon came also.

As soon as I released them from my mouth Gary spoke to Stanley urgently,
"Get off. I got to go home." Stanley rolled off and Gary was dressing on
his way to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said to me as he left.

"That was so cool feeling his boner against mine," Stanley said when I
returned to the bedroom.

"It was cool having you both in my mouth," I replied.

"Can I suck his thing now?"

"I think it would be safe now. Let me think of a way to get him to think
it's alright. And now I could really use a blowjob." Stanley outdid himself
and I unloaded a gallon of cum in his mouth which he consumed entirely.

The next day Stanley came home with Gary ready for more adventure. They
weren't too happy when I insisted homework came first. After they finished
that I asked, "Would you boys like to play a little strip poker?"

They both thought that was a great idea. We went to the kitchen table where
I showed them the different hands and wrote out a list of high hands so
they would know who had the best hand. I let them play a few practice hands
of draw poker and announced, "You're ready to play for real now." That
brought excited comments from both boys. "But there's one caveat. The first
person who loses all his clothes has to give a blowjob to the one with the
most clothes."

The boys acted nervous about this new twist until Stanley looked at Gary
and announced, "I will if you will."

Gary responded, "Well, if you will I guess I will."

We began to play. I told them that in order to save time I would deal all
the hands. Now I played a lot of cards while I was in prison. For a while I
played against a guy who won a little too often and I began to watch. Soon
I discovered he was dealing cards from the bottom of the deck after he
stacked high cards on the bottom. I practiced doing the same in my cell
until I was proficient at this cheat then used it when I was playing with
him. He didn't accuse me of cheating but he didn't play with me too often
either.

I dealt the cards to the boys and made sure I lost the first hand. I took
off a shoe and explained the rules stripping. "Shoe laces are part of the
shoe, belts are part of pants, stuff in pockets are not clothes." When I
thought I had covered everything I dealt another hand, making sure Stanley
lost. This elicited a big groan from Stanley and laughter from Gary and
myself.

The boys were enjoying the game. I made sure we all lost clothes at about
the same rate except that Stanley lost more and Gary lost least. We were
nearing the end. Stanley and I both were wearing only our underwear and
Gary still had his pants on. I carefully dealt what would be the last
hand. After the draw I had given Stanley a pair of threes, myself a pair of
queens and Gary had three sevens.

Stanley wailed as he took off his underwear and Gary laughed, "You lost,
Stanley!"

The two of them sat there not sure what to do next so I prompted them, "You
know the rules, the person who loses has to give a blowjob to the one with
the most clothes on. So Stanley sucks Gary's dick. Take off the rest of
your clothes Gary."

He complied but still looked unsure. I had him lay on the bed and put
Stanley in position. Stanley looked a little sacred and told Gary, "You
better not tell anybody about this. I'll murder you if you do."

"Don't worry, I'm not telling anyone."

Stanley took Gary's three inches of hard dick in his mouth and began
sucking. Gary watched for a short while then laid back with his eyes closed
and a silly grin on his face. I was mesmerized watching Stanley work on
Gary's hard dick while Gary's slender body was stretched out
submissively. The sight of Stanley's lips sliding up and down Gary's
glistening pole was very erotic. Still in my underwear I began to fondle my
cock.

The smile on Gary's face was replaced with a look of intense concentration
and then his hips thrust upwards towards Stanley's willing mouth. "Ooohhh,"
Gary moaned as he had his dry orgasm in Stanley's mouth. Stanley sucked
dick until he was sure Gary was finished then released him. Gary lifted his
head, looking at Stanley and said, "Dude! That was awesome!"

"I'll kill you if you tell anyone."

"I said I wouldn't."

"You better not."

"I won't. Tell you what, I'll suck yours so we'll be even. I won't tell and
you won't tell."

"Cool," Stanley said happily while the traded places. I was surprised by
Gary's suggestion and willingness to give Stanley a blowjob. Stanley laid
down, pulling a pillow behind his head to watch and Gary took his place
and, without hesitation, took Stanley's throbbing boner in his mouth. The
occasional slurping gave testimony to idea that this was Gary's first time
giving head but he was enthusiastic about sucking the small, hard dick. In
fact, so much so that I began to wonder about who had seduced whom.

Stanley came and after Gary released him they looked at each other,
grinning. "Thanks," said Stanley.

"That's okay. We should find a place to do this at lunch."

"Wait a minute," I said. "I think that will be just a little too risky at
school. What are you going to do if a teacher sees you sucking each other?"

"Yeah," said Stanley. "Let's not do it at school. We can come over here and
do it anytime." Stanley looked at me. "Why are you playing with yourself?"

"Because watching you two made me really horny and it needs some
attention."

The two boys looked at each other. I knew what Stanley was thinking but it
was Gary who spoke. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Stanley replied, "Let's do it."

They jumped up, made me lay on the bed and, with a boy on each side of me,
pulled my shorts off. "Whoa," Gary said, seeing my hardon for the first
time. "That's really big."

"Yeah," said Stanley, "but you can still get a lot of it in your
mouth. Watch." Stanley took as much of my cock in his mouth as he could
manage and began to suck it.

After watching Stanley bob his head on my cock a few times Gary said,
"Okay, okay. Let me try it."

Stanley handed off my cock to Gary who took as much in his mouth as Stanley
had and began sucking me off. Soon Stanley complained, "It's my turn now."

Gary reluctantly gave up my cock. "Alright, here."

"You have to share," I said. "Stanley, you go down on me once and then Gary
goes down on me once. Then Stanley, then Gary. Okay?"

They agreed and began to tag team my hardon. I wasn't about to stop them
but I began to wish I had thought of getting a video of this. Oh,
well. There would probably be other chances.

My orgasm had built to the max and I began to unload. The first spurt went
in Gary's mouth, the second into the air and the third into Stanley's
mouth. Gary looked very surprised and Stanley finished me off.

"Was that sperm?" Gary asked.

"It was," I confirmed.

"Yeah, look," Stanley joined in, indicating the cum that had landed on my
belly.

"Awesome." That seemed to be a big part of Gary's vocabulary today. We
played around for a while and Gary seemed intensely interested in the size
of my dick, both hard and soft. Eventually I told Gary he should be heading
for home.

"I'll be back tomorrow," he promised as he left.