Date: Tue, 8 Nov 2005 13:40:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Island (12)

   The hot young waiter and I settled onto the carpet next to the sofa,
watching the delectable Andre pleasure his lithe young body. It was an
awesome site to behold, a barely fourteen year old lad slowly stroking his
very hard, and very pretty, smooth cock, while his free hand alternated
between toying with his plump balls, and pressing a finger against his own
little pucker. The waiter kid got totally into the scene before him, and he
began running his hand over Andres chest, his fingers bringing the boys
ample nipples to full stiffness. He ran his hand over the boy's soft tummy,
and leaned over him, to suck each stiff nipple in turn, as Andre uttered a
steady stream of small noises, indicating his pleasure at the myriad of
sensation he was receiving.

   I was seated slightly to the side of the waiter, and I dropped my hand
onto his firm thigh, and ran my fingers up the inside of his smooth skin,
until I reached his balls. I ran my fingers over his ball sac, then, moved
up, to grip his rock hard cock, and stroke its impressive length. He
shifted his position slightly, improving my access to his cock, so I leaned
in, and swabbed my tongue over the smooth head of his circumcised meat
several times. He added some sounds of his own to mix with Andre's, as I
slowly engulfed his steely hard cock in my mouth. He was a beauty in his
own right, certainly older than then the non-staff boys of the Island, but
I guessed him at no more than eighteen, or nineteen, tops. His body was
slim, and toned, virtually hairless, save for his neatly trimmed pubic
patch, and a soft down coating his lower legs. His cock was delicious, and
I salivated heavily as I sucked him. He was a good seven inches, I
estimated, and fairly thick, with a prominent vein running along the
underside of his meaty shaft. His balls were large, and heavy, and hung
slightly loose from his body. He may have been a tad over the hill in terms
of a true boy lover definition, but I wasn't about to throw him back, now
that he had joined the fray.

   I heard the tone of Andre's soft mews change markedly, as he uttered a
small gasp, coupled with a more pronounced moan than before, and I lifted
my head, briefly sliding the waiter boy's smooth cock from my mouth, and
looked up at the sofa. I smiled, as my gaze came to rest on the
heart-stopping sight of the waiter boy deftly inhaling Andre's rampant
young tool to the very root. Andre reached out, and tangled his slim
fingers into the waiter boy's hair, gripping his head, and guiding his
sucking motions. Andre's slim hips rose and fell from the sofa, as he began
thrusting to match the head movements of the waiter, as he sucked his
beautiful boy tool, rapidly bringing the already heated boy to the brink. I
watched another moment, then, dipped my head into the boys lap, once again
sliding his meaty cock into my mouth, and resumed my sucking.

   I stroked my own drooling erection as I slobbered over the waiter boy,
and the room rapidly filled with the combined scents of passion, and the
muffled noises of our mounting excitement. Andre was the first to reach his
peak, his earlier self-stimulation having given him a decided head start,
and I increased my rhythm on the waiter, as I heard Andre begin to chant
his mounting excitement. "Unng^Å.unng^Å!" he croaked, his not fully changed
voice cracking slightly. "Ummm^Ånggg^Å.cuuuumsss^Å.!" he wailed, and I
heard a brief gagging noise from the waiter boy, as my senses told me the
course of events that was rapidly unfolding above me. Andre's orgasm washed
over his slim body, his plump balls giving up yet another offering of his
sweet boy honey, to flood the sucking mouth of the waiter boy, doubtless
surprising him slightly with its force, and volume, as it had me earlier. I
began to taste copious amounts of the lads flowing precum, as I delighted
in the sounds of his gulping rapidly, ingesting the slick, warm, boy cream
that Andre had jetted into his mouth. My taste buds ached slightly, as I
vividly recalled the slightly acrid taste of Andre's boy batter, and
mentally shared the discharge with the waiter kid.

   Before I could totally process the mental sampling of Andres's warm
load, I felt the thick cock in my mouth spasm strongly several times in
rapid succession, and erupt, each strong pulse spraying another jet of the
boy's thick cream over my tongue. My mouth quickly flooded with his copious
emission, and I gulped rapidly to keep up with his repeated blasting of the
milky substance, until he was drained, and his wilting cock slipped from my
tattered lips. He sagged back on the carpet, and quickly slapped my
stroking hand away from my drooling cock, then, gripped my swollen tool in
his hand, rapidly stroking me to my own orgasm. My shaft swelled, and
jerked in his closed fist, and the first long rope of my cum ejected,
arching across the scant distance between us, and splattering across his
smooth tummy. Three more quick eruptions immediately followed, and added
sweetly to the mess that painted the boys smooth torso, and he slowed,
barely moving his fingers over my wilting cock, until I pulled away, as the
post orgasm sensitivity became too much.

   The room was filled with the lingering smells of sexual exertion, and
the combined scents of our sweat, and cum, and the only sound audible was
our combined ragged breathing, as each of us reveled in the sweet post
orgasmic moment. Andre slid off the sofa, dropping to the carpeted floor to
join us, and we all huddled there, holding each other, as we recovered from
the very intense moments we had just shared. Eventually, we managed to
stand, and partake of the refreshment tray that had enticed the cute waiter
boy to join Andre and me. We ate hungrily, restoring our energy, and washed
it all down with cold sodas from the fridge. Finished with the small
repast, the three of us adjourned to the bedroom, and sprawled across the
huge bed.

   I rolled Andre onto his back, and dove down on his cute little cock,
licking the small pink head, and tonguing his plump balls. He giggled
sweetly, and I gripped the base of his now solid nail, and slid it into my
mouth, sucking him noisily. Aaron, as I had learned was the waiter kid's
name, scooted up oh his knees above Andre's head, and positioned himself so
that he could feed his thick tool into Andre's pretty mouth. I licked at
Andres balls as I watched him swallow Aaron's cock, then, lifted his slim
legs, and pushed a pillow under his perfect little ass. I bent his legs
back, and wide, then, dove into his warm cleft with my tongue, swabbing
across his firm little pucker. He groaned around the thick stanchion that
was imbedded in his throat, and I repeatedly licked across his tight
entrance, before driving my furled tongue into his tightness. I worked my
tongue in and out of his tasty boy pussy, and alternately sucked his balls,
as he expertly opened his throat to allow Aaron to fuck his mouth.

   I paused my devouring of Andre's sweet asshole, and retrieved the k-y
from the bedside table. I squirted a large dollop onto his small pink
pucker, and some more onto my fingers, then, pressed the tip of my middle
finger to his hole. He grunted, and gurgled, Aaron's large meat filling his
mouth and throat, and I pressed harder, until my finger penetrated his snug
ring, and slid fully inside of him. I moved the finger in and out, passing
across his small prostate as I went, and he shuddered at each contact. I
added a second finger, and moved them in and out of his heat, stretching
his tunnel to ease the entry of my aching cock that was soon to follow.

   As I finger fucked Andre, Aaron began making rapid thrusts, literally
driving his thick cock into Andre's throat, and he rolled his head back on
his shoulders, emitting a loud groan of pleasure, as he fell off the edge,
his cock pumping his thick load of cum directly into the boy's throat. I
watched Andre's small Adams apple bob rapidly as he struggled to ingest
Aarons thick load, swallowing quickly to keep up with the rapid jets of
cum. Aaron finished shooting, and settled back onto his knees, his
deflating cock slipping from Andre's puffy lips. Andre looked down at me,
and grinned, then, lifted his arm to his face, a finger swabbing away a
trail of cum that drooled from the corner of his soft mouth. I winked at
him, and again stroked his rock hard prostate, and he shuddered, a small
groan escaping from him.

   Consumed with pure lust for the boy now, I scooted between his wide open
legs, and centered the dark red head of my throbbing cock at his tiny
wrinkle. I held the shaft, and rubbed the head over his slick little
opening, then pushed, and watched, as inch by inch, my cock disappeared
into his gripping tunnel. I hit bottom, and paused, looking into his
beautiful eyes, then withdrew, until only the flared head of my cock
remained inside him. His pussy contracted, as he applied his inner muscles,
striving to hold me inside him, and I once again fed him my thick shaft,
one inch at a time. I established a rhythm then, slowly and steadily
fucking his incredible warmth, and snugness, as he expertly worked his
inner muscles, clamping firmly onto my aching cock. Aaron watched for a
bit, then slid around to Andre's side, and dipped his face to the boy's
smooth crotch, and engulfed his rock hard boy prick.

   It was slightly awkward for a minute, then we got it worked out, and it
became a small ballet, me steadily fucking Andre's sweet boy pussy, as
Aaron expertly sucked his rampant cock, occasionally dropping lower, to lap
at Andre's balls, and lick at my slippery shaf, as it slid in and out of
his tightness. Andre was making gurgling noises in his throat, his eyes
tightly closed, and his small fists banging the mattress, as Aaron and I
teamed him, me sawing my cock in and out of his gripping chute, as Aaron
sucked his boy cock. In a short time it reached a peak, and Andre tensed
his lithe body tightly, and humped his small butt straight upward, his
rampant cock unloading yet another load of his cum pellets into Aaron's
hungry mouth. Watching Aaron gulp down the boy nectar sent me over my own
edge, and my balls drew up tightly, and exploded, sending my molten load
into the bucking boy's rectum in repeated strong jets.

   Totally exhausted, I rolled off the panting boy, and onto my back on the
bed, gasping for air. Aaron quickly maneuvered to take my place, and
pressed the swollen head of his thick cock against Andre's leaking hole. He
pressed forward, and drove his throbbing cock full length into the boy,
burying his entire seven inches in one long stroke. Andre groaned loudly,
his small fingers tightly gripping Aaron's strong forearms, as the older
boy made long, steady strokes in and out of his battered boy cunt. He
hammered into him maybe ten, or twelve massive thrusts, then one final,
inward push, and he froze, fully embedded in the boys gripping pussy, and
unloaded another huge load of cum into the trembling, weeping young
boy. Spent, Aaron rolled off of Andre, going to the side opposite me, and
together we rolled into a quivering, sweating ball of arms and legs,
panting and sweating, as we drifted into an exhausted slumber.

(To Be Continued)
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