Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2014 21:41:09 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tour Delight III

"What would you like to drink sir," the flight attendant asked me and then
Stuart as soon as the seat belt sign went off. I had a raspberry ice tea
and he had ginger ale. We were in a12 passenger Citation that had been
re-configured so that there were a couple of groupings of seats with tables
and the like.

"So what did you think about Llya, or more specifically being with us
together?" I didn't have to give it a whole lot of thought.

"You were right Stuart; it was a lot of fun." And indeed it had been.

 Stuart had elected to help the boy get undressed and together they
stripped him bare right there in the dining room. As I said, Llya was of a
more stocky build than Stuart who was basically lean. He was flat bellied
with all the necessary creases and crevices nicely identified and between
his legs he was all boy.

He had remained soft while he undressed and revealed a nice fat tube of
flesh and hairless balls. Of course the boy was uncut and the tip of his
cock head peeked out from under his foreskin. He didn't have much of a
pubic bush, about like mine except his was natural and not cultivated.

Stuart dropped to his knees in front of Llya and started off by kissing the
soft cock as well as the balls beneath it before capturing it in his mouth
and blowing some life into it. When it was done the boys' cock stretched
out to about 6 inches I would guess, more than enough cock to do any job
required of it.

"Come join us Mr. Coby," Llya beckoned so I sidled up to them. I elected to
be a little assertive and bent down to kiss the boy who responded with
plenty of enthusiasm. I felt Stuart start on my briefs and a moment later
they were down far enough for him to haul my cock out and suck it into
hardness as well. My boy could suck cock that was for sure.

Llya dropped to the floor and took Stuart's long cock into his mouth and
started sucking. It looked kind of like an Indian peace pipe or something
sticking out of the blonde boys' smooth face.

Stuart broke the ménage a trois off and stood up, planted his face
against mine and kissed me deeply. Llya stayed where he was and went to
sucking on my cock and feeling up my balls.



"Were you okay with me fucking Llya Coby," Stuart asked me, pulling me out
of the minor reverie I had been in.

"Yes Stuart I was, I am. Like you had said, it was hot seeing you with
another boy. I'm not sure how I'd feel if another boy fucked you though."

He kissed me on the cheek, not caring a shit if the flight attendant saw
him or not. "I think it would be hot for me to have you watch me get fucked
by a boy just like it would be hot to see a boy fuck you. It was sure hot
watching you fuck Llya. But that's just me. I would never do anything like
that if you were against it Coby."



Stuart had in fact fucked Llya much to the blond haired teen's infinite
delight. We had moved to the bedroom and after a great deal of foreplay, of
each of us sucking each other, rimming each other, doing daisy chain cock
sucking and generally making out, Llya all but demanded that Stuart fuck
him. Stuart asked me with his eyes if that was okay with me and I nodded my
head.

Llya elected to straddle Stuart and impale himself on the younger teen's
long schlong which made all the sense in the world to me. He purposely did
it facing away from Stuart's face.

"So you can maybe lick and suck on me Coby," he said with a smile. Stuart
and I had managed to convince the boy to drop the Mr. So; Llya straddled
Stuart who held his cock upright for Llya who proceeded to squat on
it. Needless to say he cried out and stopped moving when the swollen, apple
sized head slipped past his tight ring of muscle and lodged itself in his
ass. It didn't take long however before the 15 year old-I had found out his
age- began to lower his body onto Stuart's long thick cock.

"Oh my God," he said when he was finally seated on Stuart's lap. Oh my god
indeed I thought to myself. Where in the hell did all that cock go to? By
my reckoning it should have been in Llya's stomach. In keeping with the
boys' stated desire I got on the bed and started licking up and down on his
cock then down onto his balls and then Stuart's heavy balls, cupping and
fondling Stuart's whenever I wasn't licking them. Llya started rising and
falling, fucking himself on Stuart's cock and since he was moving slowly I
continued to lick and even suck on his cock. It didn't last real long
however because it was a hell of a workout for his legs and he said
so. Stuart made a suggestion which caused Llya to sit on the young boys'
lap and with Stuart holding him he rolled onto his side taking Llya with
him. Stuart raised the boys' top leg and began to fuck him from behind.

I got into the mix by lying alongside Llya and offering my cock to the hot
teen while going for his cock. Since I was there I could watch Stuart's
cock sliding in and out of the older teen's asshole and I could also reach
through and play with Stuart's balls, his asshole or his cock while he
fucked. I chose to do both.

I stared as Llya's pulsing cock then retracted the blood filled foreskin to
reveal a blood engorged cock head, shiny from leaking precum. The boy
started sucking my fat cock right off the bat while I went about licking
all over his head and lapping up his leaking juices. Llya's cock was pretty
fat for the 6 inch length and I enjoyed having it in my mouth.

Llya was doing a credible job on my cock as well, taking in at least half
of it while fondling my balls and all the while I could hear the boy
moaning softly to himself. I left his cock to move farther down and nuzzle
my lips against his soft skinned ball sac, reveling in the feel of
him. From there I could easily see Stuart's cock sliding in and out of the
boy, the thick shaft shiny from lube, precum and ass juices. I could see
the rim of Llya's hole move in and out as Stuart's cock moved. It was
highly erotic to see it all so close.

"Can we move to you being on your knees Llya," Stuart asked and the boy
said yes. I rolled out of the way and watched as the two boys moved as one
to get to their knees.

"Now you can fuck me good and hard yes Stuart," Llya asked, looking over
his shoulder. Stuart elected to do just that. He held on to the boy's hips
and proceeded to ram the hell out of Llya's tight little asshole. I
straddled the boys back and offered my cock to Stuart who took it greedily
and sucked me good while still fucking Llya. After a minute he pulled his
head back.

"Cum in my mouth if you can Coby," he said in a husky voice then went back
to sucking me off. I got some hip action going and started to actually fuck
Stuart's face and used some fingers to jack my dick while I did it.  Stuart
continued to hammer Llya's tight ass, slamming into the boy with force and
causing him to grunt each time Stuart bottomed out inside of him.

"Fuck me hard Stuart, fuck my little ass really hard. God your cock is the
best Stuart, the best." Llya finally announced that he was going to cum;
Stuart said he could probably manage it also and I knew I could bring my
sperming on because I'd been holding it back for about a minute. And so it
all went as planned, all 3 of us cumming at more or less the same time with
all kinds of moans and groans and oh fucks and whatever else Llya added to
the mix in his own language. When Stuart pulled out of the boy he quickly
got down and began licking up his leaking sperm. He invited me to join him
but I passed. I would eventually partake in that exercise, cleaning another
boys' sperm from my young lover's freshly fucked asshole, or Stuart's sperm
from another boy.



"Do you think we should talk about rules or something like that Coby,"
Stuart asked, bringing me back to the airplane cabin again.

"I think that having a mutual understanding of the parameters, of what each
of us likes and dislikes and how to resolve any conflicts is of paramount
importance Stuart. Amongst those things is the issue of the dual role we're
playing."

"I think so too Coby. I think I know what you mean about the dual role too;
you being my caretaker and my lover and the same for me. What happens when
the lover part goes away?" Stuart leaned in close, kissed me on the mouth
then said, "Right now this minute, I can't imagine that time ever coming. I
know that it could but not any time soon. I think the best thing is for us
to always be able to talk about what's on our mind and to listen to each
other with open minds." For a 14 year old Stuart had a very good head on
his shoulders; for the most part.

"I agree with you baby boy."



With a head nod I had given Stuart permission to fuck Llya. Stuarts giving
me permission was straight forward. "Are you going to fuck him now Coby?"

"Yes Coby, are you going to fuck me? I would love to have your man cock
fucking my asshole." The entire statement sounded kind of funny given the
boys' accent. So it was that we played a little bit, kissing and making out
and such then I fucked the boy missionary style while he sucked Stuart's
cock. Llya's feet were flat against my hips which gave me plenty of
leverage to fuck his ass good and hard, which I did. I also had access to
his raging blood filled boner which I took the liberty of stroking.

I was acutely conscious of the time, and our time for the limo was rapidly
approaching and I let the boys know that. I fucked Llya harder, ground my
cock into his ass harder and generally did what I could to bring the boy
off which included focusing my hand on moving his foreskin back and forth
over his sensitive cock head.

"Oh fuck I'm there," he blurted out around Stuart's cock. His cock
thickened in my hand and a moment later sperm was splashing out all over
his torso. His constricting asshole got me off and I loaded his ass with
4-5 jets of quality sperm. Stuart shot as well, filling the boys' mouth
with cum so it was a triple header. When it was all over I pulled out of
the boy and Stuart went right to his asshole and began cleaning my sperm
out of it with his tongue.

We eventually took a quick shower and got the luggage packed and just in
time. Stuart instructed Llya not to wear underwear to the airport and the
boy followed that direction without question. I had some but kept them to
myself.

The limo was a stretch Mercedes with enough room in the back for a small
dance floor. "We only have 20 minutes," Stuart said as we pulled away from
the Castle. The smoked glass divider was up between us and the driver so we
had complete privacy. "Take your pants down Colby, and yours off Llya,"
Stuart commanded as he stripped off his slacks and briefs and quickly lubed
his already hardening cock. Stuart had Llya lay on his side so he could
suck my cock then he raised the boys' top leg and began prodding his cock
head into Llya's exposed asshole. Llya grunted as he was penetrated but
didn't stop sucking me. Stuart slipped his cock all the way into the boy,
rested Llya's leg on his shoulder and began to fuck him. I had to say that
Stuart was a very creative boy and I thought to myself that things in my
life were going to become more than interesting.

Stuart fucked the boy fast and hard, using about half of his cock to do the
job. Llya did his best to suck my cock while I reached down and took hold
of his cock and jacked him off. I can only imagine what the limo driver
though when he had to check the car after leaving Llya off back at the
castle. Even I could smell the pungent odor of sex as we climbed out to
board the jet.



"Do you think the thing in the limo was a bit outré," Stuart asked as we
sipped out sodas and winged our way to England.

"A little perhaps; but relatively safe and protected."

"And fun?" he asked.

"And fun," I responded with a grin.

"I like doing stuff like that Coby. I hope you can go along with me when I
want to." I explained to him that there would likely be times that he would
need to give me a heads up about what he planned or wanted to do. That way
I could assess any dangers that might pop up, so to speak. Stuart grinned
and said that he understood completely. He finished his soda and put the
empty can on the table in front of us then rested his head against my
shoulder. We were both quiet for a good 2-3 minutes before he spoke again.

"You know," he said quietly, "I'm going to test your authority. I don't
mean that to sound like a threat or that I have a plan it's just that I
know myself real well, probably better than most kids. I'm pretty strong
willed but without the malevolence, if that makes sense. So, somehow
somewhere I'm going to test your authority over me." He lifted his head and
looked me in the eyes. "I'm really going to need you to be strong with me
Coby; I'm going to need for you to not let me walk all over you or let me
control things."

"I know you will Stuart and rest assured I will deal with it when it comes
up and I will deal with it swiftly and with finality. And I will warn you
right up front it will likely be physical, depending of course on the
situation."

"What do you mean by physical," he said, slightly alarmed by the thought.

"It might be putting on gloves and getting in the ring with me," I said,
"It might mean a spanking. I don't know Stuart and I won't know until it
happens."

"You would spank me? Like a little boy?"

"If you act like a little boy I'll treat you like one."

"Well that part about the ring; I don't know how to fight or anything."

"You're going to learn and I'm going to teach you. You are going to learn
the basics of boxing and self-defense tactics and that my fine little
friend is non-negotiable."

"I'm not physical in that way Coby," he said. I turned to face him.

"You don't have to be and you don't have be like me. You do however need to
know how to defend yourself if the need arises. I'm not going to be holding
your hand the rest of your life."

"Oh shucks," he said with a grin then rested his head on my shoulder again.

We landed at Heathrow a couple hours later, were met by a customs agent and
were immediately shuttled to a helicopter. As soon as our luggage was
aboard we lifted off for the 25 minute flight to the Worthingham estate, a
4000 acre sanctuary in the country. I was completely blown away when I got
my first glimpse of Worthingham Manor. A gigantic sprawling pile of stone
in a somewhat H shape, it was 3 stories high with plenty of dormers on a
partial 4th floor.  There were a variety of turrets, conical roofs, a few
with 4 sides, cupolas and finials atop all of them.

Built in the mid 1700's the manor was a neo-renaissance style of a French
chateau and had been in Celia's family for some 200 years. From the air the
formal gardens were spectacular, a riot of color in full early summer
bloom. A small lake or large pond nestled against the woods down a sloping
hill at the front of house, the driveway meandering around it as went from
the main entrance to house. I found it difficult to refer to it as a house.

"The rock pile," Stuart said. "95 rooms complete with servants quarters,
requisite drawing rooms-plural, dining rooms-another plural, more
fireplaces than a small village, 20 some bedrooms not counting the ones in
the visitors suites or the servants quarters, a chapel that hasn't heard a
prayer in 100 years, indoor swimming pool, 30 or more bathrooms, a full
bachelors wing which is where I reside and you will as well, a
conservatory, great hall, a library that holds some 35,000 books and the
list goes on."

The helicopter set down on the brick and concrete area in front of the main
entrance. I hesitated to call it a parking area but there were 3or 4 cars
parked. Jamison was standing under the entry portico along with 2 others
that I assumed were household staff and off to one side was what I assumed
to be a couple of the security people, which Stuart verified immediately.

"The one on the left is Hadley, Symonds second in command. I don't know if
Aunt Celia told you but he's a real asshole, a bully. He's even picked on
me in that way that bullies do when they say they're only playing but they
aren't."

The two security people reached the chopper first and opened the side
door. When we got out Stuart introduced me to Hadley who offered his
hand. I offered mine and the man purposely took it just short of a full
handshake and squeezed on the knuckle bones intending to cause pain. I put
my other hand over his in the manner of a double handed shake but pressed
my thumb into the pad between his thumb and index finger. Believe me it
hurts. His natural reaction was to pull his hand back but I held him firmly
and continued to push hard on the nerve point.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Hadley; nice to meet you. You're one of the security
people I understand, the second in command here I believe." I had a smile
on my face and a congenial good old boy tone in my voice. The man was in
very obvious pain and trying not to show it but I saw it. I kept ahold of
his hand, continued to shake it vigorously, squeezing his knuckles and
pressing into the nerve point.

"I wonder of you would be so kind as to inform all security personnel that
I would like to address them in their gathering room in say, 20
minutes. Could you do that for me Mr. Hadley, I would greatly appreciate
it." The man was nodding his head rapidly and stuttering out that he would
be glad to do that.  I finally let go and he hurried off, holding his
injured hand.

"What did you do to him Coby," Stuart asked.

"I outfoxed him," I said and we headed toward the entry where Jamison
greeted us warmly by our master titles and first names.

 "Lady Celia will see you in the green room," he said. "I'll have your bags
taken up to the bachelor's wing sirs. I followed Stuart through the
cavernous 2 storied entry hall and we ducked to the right between a row of
marble columns and into a large room done of course mostly in greens.

"Ahh my boys returned to the nest," Celia said, standing up and coming
toward us. She was dressed in a flowery summer dress of a light material
with low heeled shoes to match. Two other men in the room stood as we
entered, one in a 3 piece suit and the other in work clothes. Stuart gave
his aunt a kiss on the cheek and she clearly expected one from me so I
acquiesced.  Coby this is Rene Sneed one of my eyes and my personal
attorney Clarence Gladwell." I shook hands with both of them.

Celia had Rene give me the run down on what happened, the names of the half
dozen or so men who were planning on leaving and a few other bits of
information. I informed Celia that I had given Hadley instructions to have
the men gather in their meeting area along with incentive to follow my
instructions.

"I'll say," Stuart opined, "I've never seen a rat scurry as fast as Hadley
did." Celia arched her eyebrow then asked if I had a plan. I said that I
did.

"You can get away with just about anything but killing them," the attorney
said. I asked the name of the injured employee and was told his name was
Aaron Greenlaw.

"Well I guess I better get it done. Stuart, come with me." I was pleased
that neither Celia nor Stuart balked at what the boy was going to
witness. Rene asked if he should go a different way so nobody saw us
together.

"No need Rene. In the next 10 minutes it's not going to matter any longer,"
I said. On the way I explained to Rene what I would need him to do, but not
what I was going to do. 5 minutes later we entered the unattached building
that housed the security personnel to find them gathered in groups in the
large open room. Symonds made himself known immediately by all but rushing
me.

"What the fuck is the meaning of this; who the fuck are you?" The man was
big but mostly gone to fat. His uniform strained at its buttons and seams
and his belt buckle was completely hidden by his belly. His face was
bloated and bore the red lines of a man fond of alcohol.

"I am Colby Williams," I said extending my hand. He looked at it warily but
didn't take it. I've been hired to bring you all up to speed on
self-defense.

"Oh for fuck's sake they have all the training they need," Symonds said.

"I don't think so. I understand that a young man, Aaron I believe his name
is, was seriously injured here this week. I looked around at the men,
avoiding Symonds and Hadley. I got a lot of head nods and some expressions
that told me they were not pleased.

"It is my contention that had young Aaron been properly trained he would
have defended himself accordingly.

"Oh horseshit," Symonds said. "I don't know what game you're playing but we
aren't having any part of it." He started to walk away.

"Mr. Symonds," I stated in a sharp harsh tone causing him to stop and
turn. "You will stay until Mister Worthingham gives you permission to
leave." My voice was low, but steely.

"Now, Rene would you please be so kind as to position the 3 of us exactly
the way it was when Aaron was injured." The young man directed us and once
in position I asked him to tell me precisely what happened. It seems that
Hadley had falsed the boy and before he could react Symonds attacked as
well. There were a few corrections offered by other men but in the end I
asked both my co-actors if that was correct and they nodded their heads.

"Okay, in slow motion let's go through it." They did, albeit haphazardly
without interest, and I had a complete picture of how it happened.

"Now we'll go full speed, okay you guys?" Both Hadley and Symonds had
smirks on their faces. This was going to be perfect. To the group I said,
"If you're ever in a situation like this with 2 guys, you gotta know that
the one behind you is going to attack first. But regardless you need to
shift your position if possible to keep them both in sight. At the very
least you need to be using your peripheral vision." I looked to my 2
antagonists and said, "When you're ready."

There is a multitude of ways to defend in this scenario but I was out to do
some serious damage. I was facing Symonds but saw Hadley move, throwing a
right handed haymaker on my left side. I stepped back, caught his arm as it
went by and round kicked him in the gut and then the face, turned
immediately to catch Symonds throwing his punch at my head which I blocked
then drove a left palm strike and a right fist straight into his nose. I
quick kicked him in the balls and as he bent over I brought my hands, in a
double fist, straight up under his jaw snapping his neck back and he went
down like the tub of his that he was.

It took about 10 seconds, probably less. Stuart's jaw was on his chest
which was nothing more than mimicking the rest of the men in the
room. "That, gentlemen, is how you defend from 2 attackers." The entire
room broke into applause.

"Shit man, you aren't even breathing heavy," a tall blonde man said.

"And neither will you if you elect to stay and work for me." Hadley was
getting up off the floor and had pulled a knife from his boot. Everyone in
the room groaned and backed away except me.

"Mr. Hadley you disappoint me. I am going to give you one chance to put
that blade away or I am going to take it away and in the process I am going
to create more pain for you than you can possibly imagine." The fool
elected to go for door number 2. I treated it like a lesson.

"See how the knife hand moves. It's supposed to distract you. Don't watch
the knife, watch the eyes and watch the shoulder of the knife hand as well
as the set of the feet. Those will tell you what you need to know." Hadley
lunged. I side stepped him and cracked him one on his ear as he went by.

"Did you see his eyes; did you see the shoulder drop and his back foot set
just before the move?" He came at me again and I did the same thing only
kicked him in the knee cap as he went by and he went down on the floor, the
knife still in his hand. I went to him, put my foot in his wrist then bend
down and removed the knife from his hand. His fingers were still curled as
if he was gripping it.

"I warned you Mr. Hadley and I only warn once. I raise my foot off of his
wrist then slammed it down on his hand breaking every bone in his fingers
and knuckles. The man screamed bloody murder. I turned to see a group of
men with fear on their faces.

"Gentlemen listen carefully. This is not how I work. What was done here was
payback for Aaron. That boy didn't stand a chance against these two chicken
shit pussies and I believe they got what they deserved. I am now head of
security for Worthingham estate and personal bodyguard for Mister Stuart. I
have 3 short months before leaving with Mr. Stuart when he starts
school. For those of you who wish to stay I will give you training like
you'll not get elsewhere. Anyone who wants to leave is free to go with a
full month's salary." Nobody moved, the room was quiet for just a moment
then broke out in cheers, catcalls, clapping, hooray's and the like and
everybody gathered around to shake my hand. I put it off for just a moment
and went to Hadley and helped him over to where Symonds was coming to.

"Mr. Stuart, do you have something to say to these men," I asked. The boy
came over and crouched down in front of them.

"You're both fired. You have exactly 30 minutes to get your shit together
and get your pussies off this estate. If I see or hear of you being with 20
miles of here Mr. Williams will hunt you down and put you in the hospital
for a very long time. Do you understand?" They nodded their heads. I took
over from there.

"Rene, please pick 3 others and escort these two pieces of shit out of
here.  Do not offer them any assistance what so ever. We'll meet back here
at 20 hundred hours." That said I strode out, Stuart having to practically
run to catch up to me.

"What the fuck happened back there Coby," he asked, a tone in his voice I'd
not heard before. I stopped and we sat on a concrete bench alongside a
beautifully tended garden of red and purples flowers.

"What did you learn from this Stuart?"

"Not to fuck with you," he said.

"This isn't a time to be glib Stuart. What did you learn back there; what
did you see? Take your time and think about it." To his credit, he did.

"I learned that if you carry yourself with authority people listen and it
gets a job done. A loud voice isn't necessary at all. Patience is of
paramount importance as is confidence. I learned you need to decide quickly
and act quicker, use the least amount of energy necessary and don't stop
until the man goes down. Do what you say you will do and nothing less" He
thought some more.

 "You were totally different in there than you are with me. That was almost
a different man in there Coby and it sort of scares me a little." I took
his hands and held them. "As their boss I have to be a different man, at
least in the beginning. They have to see my confidence, that have to trust
and believe in me and more importantly they need to follow me. I can't be
their friend, at least not yet. You never ever have to worry about me
hurting you Stuart I promise you that." We were quiet a moment then I said,
"Unless I need to give you the spanking that I mentioned earlier." The boy
laughed.

"I believe you would too."

"Wise boy. I'm very proud that you didn't flinch at the violence. I'm very
glad that you learned the things that you did from the experience. What do
you suppose was gained by my telling Symonds that he was not free to leave
until you gave him permission and then you giving them the boot?" He
thought a moment.

"You let everyone there know that I'm an authority here on the estate and
not just a kid and you did it in a way that made it seem that you are under
my authority too. You also followed through on what you told Symonds about
not being able to leave until I said so. It verified to the men what you
said earlier." He was quiet for a moment.

"You're a pretty smart mother fucker Coby." He was quiet again then added,
"And a great lover."

"You are a very awesome boy, and a great lover," I said with sincerity. He
looked around quickly then kissed just as quickly on the mouth.

In the house Stuart and I debriefed with Celia who actually clapped her
hands as Stuart told her the story. "Serves the bastards right," she said,
"Pardon my French." I had some ideas that I would talk over with Stuart and
he would present them to her. Although she didn't say it, she was quite
pleased with the manner that I was involving her nephew. Stuart then led up
to our quarters on the second floor. As we went he brought my attention to
the 2 feet tall blue vases every 20 or so feet.

"If they are on your right you're moving away from the main hall, on your
left you're going toward it. The other floors and wings have similar vases
only different colors. There are 4 staircases leading to the second floor
and just as many to the 3rd floor," he said as we climbed the grand
staircase. We went down a long hall and through a set of 10 foot tall
arched wooden doors whose surfaces were carved in an intricate hunting
scene.

"This is the bachelor wing," Stuart said. Women are not allowed here. Only
male staff is allowed to even clean in this wing." When I asked, I had been
told that it required a staff of 15 to run the house and a year round crew
of 10 groundskeepers the head of which had a PhD in horticulture. Others
were hired as needed throughout the year.

The main salon was large with plenty of heavy over stuffed sofas and chairs
and 10 feet tall windows for light. Two other rooms were the billiard and
smoking rooms. There was a small kitchenette with fridge and microwave,
coffee machine. The wing had 5 bedrooms, all large and all with their own
bathrooms, in addition there was an additional half bathroom that I assumed
was for guests. All in all I guessed that wing encompassed about 8000-9000
square feet.

Stuart led me down a short hall off of the main salon. "For proprieties
sake we have separate rooms but of course we'll sleep together."

"We will, will we?" The boy pushed up against me and kissed me on the
mouth.

"We goddamn well better be Mr. Williams." Both bedrooms were large and each
had its own sitting room and ornate fireplace and large bathroom and like
the rest of the house the furniture was old and heavy. I figured it would
bring an easy 20k at auction. "You'll like this," Stuart said and popped a
door hidden in my dressing room that passed through into his room. "They
recognized gay back in the day," he said with a grin. "Not that it matters
because I've already given orders that we'll make our own beds and laundry
will be placed outside the doors each morning. The rooms and bathrooms will
be cleaned weekly so, we can run naked and sleep wherever we choose."

Stuart moved in close to me again, put an arm around my neck and pulled his
head to mine. "Speaking of naked," he said as his hand fumbled at my
belt. We kissed while he got my pants undone then slipped his hand down
inside to fondle my cock and balls outside my briefs, working me into full
on hardness. That done he dropped to his knees and pulled the front of my
briefs down enough to get at my engorged cock and began to worship it with
his tongue and lips. His free hand worked my clothing down far enough to
alternately fondle my balls and play with my ass. I simply closed my eyes
and let the boy do his thing which, after about 2 minutes he stopped and
stood back up.

"We have an hour and a half before dinner," he said in a sultry tone. "Do
you want to practice the part where we run naked?" My response was to begin
to undress him starting at his shirt and working down while Stuart did the
same to me. "Was it hot watching me fuck Llya in the limo while he sucked
your cock Coby?"

It had been very hot watching Stuart fuck the boy. Hold Llya's leg up out
of the way Stuart had to slouch a little bit but having 9+ inches of cock
meant that he slouched much less than the average male would have. Because
of the position Stuart and I were able to kiss as he fucked the boy and the
Llya sucked my cock. Stuart eventually let Llya's leg rest on his shoulder
and was able to lift the boys' ass up off the leather seat a little bit
which allowed him to fuck harder and faster.

"I'm going to cum soon Coby, make my sperm squirt on my belly, in my hairs
if you can. Stuart when you cum pull your cock out and squirt your sperm
all over it and my balls in in my hairs and stuff." He went back to sucking
my cock with a vengeance and I wondered what his plan was since he didn't
have any special instructions for my sperm.

When the boy said he was going to cum I sort of blocked his shot with my
hand causing it to drop off onto his pubic bone. I ended up cumming in the
boys' mouth. When Stuart cummed he pulled out and as requested, shot his
sperm all over Llya's balls, his cock and into his pubic hair then added a
squirt for the boys' freshly fucked asshole. I figured that my boy knew
what Llya's plan was.

As soon as the feelings died away Llya asked Stuart to pull his underwear
out of his pants pocket. Llya was careful to get them on. "This way I'll
have your delicious sperm on my cock and balls all day long and I will
think of you dear Stuart."

We got our clothes back in place and Llya asked if we would ever come back
to his city because he loved being with us. "Besides," he said with a leer,
"I know a pair of 12 year old twins that you would love to play with. They
are so beautiful and so hot for cock." We said we'd give it some thought.



"Yes Stuart, it had been hot watching you fuck Llya in the limo. In fast
the whole scene was hot," I told him as I slipped my hand inside his briefs
and stroked on his growing boner.

"God I love it when you touch me and grope me Coby," Stuart panted. "Why
don't you go in the main salon and I'll be there in a second," he said. I
held my slacks in place and did as he asked and a moment later he came back
without his pants or briefs on holding a towel in one hand and a bottle in
the other.

"I've always wanted to fuck in this room," he said then amended himself.
"Actually I've wanted to fuck in plenty of rooms in the rock pile but this
one is at the top of my list. Are you okay with that Coby?" My response was
to stand and get my slacks and underwear off and then pull the boy into my
arms for a mouth mashing kiss to start off the activities.



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