Date: Fri, 21 May 2004 18:24:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Spencer <ecolio157h700@yahoo.com>
Subject: Writer's Block, Part 2 (M/b group, oral, anal, mast)

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We all piled off the bus, Gilly and I sticking close together, apart from
the others, while the driver poked at the mechanical parts he could get to
under the engine access panel. After a short while, he turned to the crowd
of passengers, and announced, "I'm sorry folks, but this isn't anything I
can fix here. I'm gonna have to call for a new bus to pick y'all and your
luggage up, so you're not too inconvenienced."

A swell of moans and groans met that announcement, and the driver began
unloading luggage. "Here, can we help you?" I said, as the elderly driver
was clearly struggling under some of the overfilled cases.  No one else
offered to help, so Gilly and I pitched in. Soon, the under compartment was
emptied out, with the luggage neatly stacked out of the way of any
potential oncoming traffic. Not that that was very likely, as there seemed
to be very little traffic of any kind on this route.

"Thank you sir, and your son, too," the driver said, with a tip of his
hat. "That's a good boy you've got there."

"Thank you sir," Gilly said. The 12 year old looked at me with a smile, and
said, "I've got a good dad to show me the way." I rolled my eyes, and said
nothing. The driver called up his dispatcher, and after listening to him
for a few minutes, turned to the passengers and said, "There should be an
empty bus along in about 3 hours. I apologize for the delay, but
unfortunately it couldn't be helped. I've pulled the bus far enough from
the roadway that you should be okay if you want to stay inside. Or, you can
stay out here, it's a beautiful night out in the country, and you can enjoy
our fine western fresh air."

I turned to Gilly and said, "Well, what would you like to do, `son?' You're
from around here - got any ideas?"

Gilly looked around and said, "Are those the lights of Signal Mountain over
there?" Pondering to himself, he said, "Yeah, they are! And this is Route
79, so that means-Dan! I know JUST what we can do!!"

"What's that, Gilly?" I said.

"I've got some friends that live back in the woods not a half mile from
here! We can hike there in about 30 minutes! I KNOW they'd love to meet
you!" Gilly exclaimed.

"But we were on our way to the City, Gilly," I began saying.

"But you don't REALLY have anyone waiting for you, do you, Dan?" Gilly
asked. "And we can always catch a later bus, PLEASE?" he pleaded.

"Umm, okay," I said, hoping I wasn't making a mistake. We picked up our
luggage from the dusty roadside. There wasn't much in either case, an over
the shoulder bag for me, and a knapsack for Gilly.  We began walking, with
Gilly in the lead. We headed down a grassy cowtrack that looked like it
might have seen a vehicle only once or twice in the last ten years. "Gilly,
these friends of yours, do they get out much?" I asked wryly, as my knees
brushed against the occasional small tree or loco weed blossom.

"Silly Dan, course they do!" he said, grinning. We walked along in silence
for the next 20 minutes, the brush growing taller around us, cedar trees
and tall grasses, the rest of civilization quickly becoming a memory, our
only light that of the moon and stars. Finally, we rounded a large clump of
bushes, and found ourselves looking at the large bulk of an abandoned
farmhouse, or ranch house, with warm, yellow lights inside, as if from
candles or oil lamps. The outside looked as though it were wildly
overgrown, with the roof ready to collapse any minute. "Is THIS where we're
headed, Gilly?" I said dubiously.

"Yeah, this is the place," Gilly said excitedly, "This is where my friends
live!" We walked up onto the porch, and we could hear people's voices
inside, boys' voices mainly, it seemed. "Hey, anybody here?  It's me,
Gilly!" Gilly shouted.

At first there was a hush, then a boy's voice said, "Gilly? Is that you?" A
young boy of about 10 or so ran to the door from a room within, stared for
a second or two, then turned back and yelled, "Hey, guys! It's Gilly!! And
he's brought some guy with him! A cute guy too, it looks like!" I turned to
look at Gilly, a quizzical look on my face. What had I gotten myself into?
Gilly smiled at me and took my hand.

"C'mon, I want you to meet some friends of mine," he said. We walked into
the big, open room which had apparently been the living room when the place
was a farmhouse. The walls were all paneled in a soft, medium brown wood,
and apparently well oiled and maintained, because the paneling reflected
the soft glow of the various candles and lamps scattered through the
room. As my eyes adjusted to the brighter lighting inside, they began to
focus on the various bean bag chairs, sleeping bags and cast off furniture
pieces populating the room. The oak wood floor of the house was highly
polished and cared for, the walls decorated simply, but pleasingly, with
photos of various people in what looked like hand- crafted wood frames.

Ensconced in and around each of those, were a bunch of teenage or younger
boys, all of them smiling upon seeing their friend Gilly. Voices murmured
throughout the good sized room, perhaps 15' by 20', and here and there a
"Gilly, we love you, man," and "Way to go, dude," was audible. I took a
quick count, there must have been 15 boys, with others wandering in from
other rooms.

"What's this, Gilly?" I said.

"Dan, these are my friends. Their parents threw `em out cause they're
`anti-administration', or their parents were arrested by the administration
and put away, all kindsa stuff like that. They had no place to go, so they
came together here."

"Who owns this place?" I asked.

"Well, I do," Gilly answered. "Or at least, I inherited it, and I gave it
to the guys to live in, cause they've got nothin' else."

"That's sweet, Gilly," I said.

"Well, I love these guys, we love each other. And.........we were, uh,
hopin' that maybe you'd come to love us, too."

"I don't get you?" I said.

"We needed an adult to take care of stuff we couldn't, and to front for us,
to keep the heat from the administration goons off us. You know how they
are, they locked you up, and for what? For thinking about loving someone?"
Gilly's point wasn't debatable, nor was I likely to argue it. "So, what do
you say, will you stay here with us?"

It didn't take me long to decide. "Well, until a better offer comes along,"
I said, and grinned. Gilly grinned back, stood up on his tiptoes, and
kissed me full on the mouth. "Uhh, do you want to do that in front of
them?" I whispered, my eyes darting around the room at the 2 dozen or so
boys who were staring at us. It was then that I noticed they had been
paired off when we entered the room, with their body language making it
very clear that they would be comfortable seeing 2 males kissing. Or at
least that was how I interpreted the boys who were themselves kissing, or
stroking another boy's back lovingly, or just holding hands, murmuring into
each other's ear, mouth lingering next to another's soft, velvety throat.

"Oh," I said. The boys throughout the room chuckled at that. One boy, maybe
11 or so, cute as a button with long brown hair and bright blue eyes,
picked himself up from the oversized pillow he'd been sitting on,
apparently with his boyfriend, a slightly older looking boy of around 13
with blonde hair and brown eyes. He let go of the older boy's hand, and
walked over to me.

Holding out his hand, and grasping my right hand, he said, "Welcome. Any
friend of Gilly's is a friend of ours. And, any lover of Gilly's is a lover
of ours!" All of the boys giggled and snickered at that, and that started a
group hug of the 2 newcomers, the boys forming clumps of 4 and 5 on Gilly
and me, pressing themselves against us, in a surprisingly intimate
impromptu welcoming ceremony.

I was touched by the boys' actions, and said, "Well, this has been kind of
a surprising turn of events.  But I couldn't ask for a warmer reception
than you all have given us. So, thank you," I finished. It remained to be
seen how my role would evolve in this conglomeration of boys, but for now I
could take shelter in their hospitality.

The boys quickly fixed us a meal that any mother would have been proud to
be credited with. "Gilly, this is fresh food," I said. "I can't eat it if
I'm taking food out of anyone's mouth."

"No, you're not," Gilly said. "We've got our own sources of income here,
we're a lot more self- sufficient than we might look at first
glance. Please, eat up. That prison food couldn't have been THAT
memorable!"

"Uh, no it wasn't, and that's `treatment center,' I said, wryly.

"Half the boys here have relatives in the `treatment center', so they're
pretty comfortable with calling that place what it is. But they know what
it REALLY is, just a place for the administration to put troublemakers away
from view. I'm REALLY happy I ran across you on the bus, I've been looking
for you, or someone just like you-" Gilly began crying, and fell against
me. I just held him, his warm body pressed against me, wracked with his
sobs. After a short time, his tears subsided, and he looked up at me.

"You must think I'm a big baby," he said.

"I think you're MY baby," I said, and kissed his head. His hair was curled,
and slightly sweaty, and smelled like all boy. I loved that smell so. I
just started to consider the peculiar coincidence of Gilly being on the
same bus as me when it didn't appear he actually had any other reason to be
there, and the breakdown of that same bus so close to the ranch house, when
one of the boys made an announcement.

"It's bath time!" he announced, and I saw the most amazing sight. The boys
all began stripping, shedding their variety of shirts, revealing their
smooth, hairless torsos first. I guess there were just about 24 boys there,
not counting Gilly and I, some of them as young as 9, and none of them
could have been older than 15 or 16, as none of them had any hair on their
chests, or even on their treasure trails, indicating that they probably
weren't too hairy down below, either.

That guess was quickly answered, as all of the boys took off their shorts,
jeans and other such garb, the fabric slipping down their smooth legs, and
sure enough they were all pretty much hairless there, too. At this point,
the boys could see that I was staring at their slim bodies, and grinned at
me, and each other.  One of the boys teasingly turned his back to me, bent
over, then slowly shimmied his tight underpants down over his full, round
butt cheeks until he was mooning me, giggling wildly. I caught a glimpse of
the dark brown cleft between those creamy cheeks, and my cock tingled
inside my jeans.

One of the other boys, a blonde with medium length hair, and a beautiful
smile, put his hand down the back of a black-haired boy's white underpants,
clearly cupping the boy's ass cheeks in his hand, and pointing at the
black-haired boy's crotch as his underpants quickly tented out from his
erection. Each boy, in his own way, indicated that he appreciated my
admiration of his sweet body, and waved, or blew me a kiss, as he stripped
down to nothing and pranced into the next room.

Each of the boys had a lovely, smooth round bottom, perfectly even and
balanced full ass cheeks swaying from side to side, their bottoms bouncing
up and down as they danced away from me, 24 sets of nude perfect boy male
bottoms, far more beautiful than I'd ever been able to describe through
such an imperfect medium as language in the stories that had gotten me into
such trouble.

Their complexions and shading varied from a deep tan, to the palest of
cream colors, a gauge of how much daylight each bottom had ever seen. Each
beautiful in its own way, I knew that I would never forget the utter
perfection of that sight that night, 2 dozen absolutely breathtaking boys'
asses moving so sexily and lushly for my benefit, the innocence and
seduction of teenage and pre-teenage boys blended together in those sets of
orbs. I could only imagine, at that point, what treasures might lie between
24 perfect sets of boy ass cheeks......

I felt something on my crotch, and looked down to see Gilly's hand on my
fully tented dick. Grinning at me, he said, " See anything you like, Dan?"

"Wow," was about all I could get out then. "You're not jealous, are you,
Gilly?" I asked.

"Heck no, Dan. I'm happy when you're happy. But, it's time for MY bath
too," he said. With that, Gilly locked his eyes on mine, and never taking
them off me for even an instant, he began a slow, seductive
striptease. First, my 12 year old slowly unbuttoned his shirt, top button,
followed by the 4 below it, his shirt swinging open to reveal his smooth
chest and stomach, his cute belly button pointing the way to his
crotch. The shirt fell back, almost off his shoulders, so that I could see
nearly all of his cute torso, his pink nipples erect, so erect and tall
they were even holding his shirt back from closing again.

His body slightly swaying, Gilly's hands went to his belt buckle. He slowly
removed the buckle prong from the hole in his belt, the belt falling off
his hips, but staying on his jeans belt loops. His fingers continued on to
the brass rivet holding his pants together, slowly slipping it out of its
confining hole. My mouth watered in anticipation. Gilly licked his lips
seductively, his little pink tongue peeking out at me from between his
lush, full lips.

Gilly's small round hips were swaying from side to side now, openly
seductive, as his pants, on their own, forced the zipper to slowly slide
down his track to its base, the jeans peeling like a banana skin away from
a banana, an apt simile, since I wanted to take that shaft into my mouth
and gobble it down.  I was sure I'd have my chance, all things
considered. Gilly's sweet cock was hard, with a round pearl of cum nestled
in the small piss slit, as he wasn't wearing underpants, like the others
were. I was grateful for the omission!

Gilly gave his hips a shake, and the jeans slid off them smoothly, to lay
crumpled around his feet. Gilly stepped out of them, and stood before me,
radiant and resplendent, his long blonde hair hanging over his beautiful
blue eyes, like a boyish Veronica Lake, his hands on his hips, his cock
rising to its full 5", pointing nearly straight up, a beautiful circumcised
dick with a lovely purple plum head, and smooth, unscarred shaft, the vein
running down its underside pulsing with every beat of his heart. His balls
were pulled up inside their wrinkled, hairless sack, 2 heavy balls nestled
between his legs, and filled with his sweet boy cum.

He canted his hips, the left hip riding higher than the right, and smiled,
licking his full lips again with the tip of his moist, pink tongue. His
left foot danced slightly, and Gilly sighed slightly, his chest rising and
falling with his sexual tension. I could take no more, and strode over to
the most beautiful and seductive boy I'd ever met. Taking him in my arms,
and cupping his perfect, naked ass cheeks in my hands, I kissed my seducer,
our lips joining together tenderly at first, then harder as we made more
and more tactile contact from foot, to hip, to belly, to chest, to mouth.

Gilly's tongue wiggled in my mouth as he more overtly signaled his sexual
readiness and surrender to me, his arms wrapping themselves around my neck
in a lover's embrace, sighing with pleasure. "Oh Dan, hurry and take off
your clothes, you need a bath too, baby!" With his help, I stripped down
until I was nude, and Gilly looked at my 8" cock for the first time.

"God, you're BEAUTIFUL, Dan," he said in awe. "Your fuckin' cock is so BIG,
and thick," he said wonderingly, his hand wrapping naturally around the
shaft. "And you've got such lovely chestnut hair around the base of it. But
what's that sticky stuff in the hair?"

"Did you forget you made me cum in my pants, lover?" I said.

"Oops, sorry," Gilly said with a grin, then leaned down to kiss the tip of
my prick a long, lingering wet kiss.

"Ooh," I said. "That's nice!"

Gilly pulled me forward into the next room. There, to my surprise I found 2
big jacuzzi size tubs next to each other, filled with hot water and naked
boys, about a dozen in each. The boys were soaping each other up, and their
sighs and moans filled the air, along with the smell of 2 dozen hot, sweaty
boys. I found the scent intoxicating. It reminded me of the repressed
sexuality of a high school boys' locker room, except that here, nothing was
repressed at all, the boys were exploring their sensuality fully.

You know how when you're at a concert, a really good concert, you can
sometimes pick out the sounds of each individual instrument, and appreciate
that musician's achievement by itself, as well as its part in the whole? Or
a great, memorable meal, where you can pick out each individual seasoning
and flavor, as well as the overall art of the finished dish? Well, that
evening, from that point on, was just like that.

Each sexual act that I participated in, or witnessed, was beautiful,
memorable and a joy in itself, but the time spent with these boys, as we
pleasured each other and all, was by far the greatest, most intimate event
I have ever been fortunate enough to experience. I can only faintly echo
the joys of that evening here. Gilly led me to one of the large, round
wooden tubs and together we both stepped up, then in, to the moderately hot
water, surrounded by wriggling, naked boy flesh.

"Just do what feels right, Dan," said Gilly, and he kissed me again, his
hand lightly brushing my erect cock. I felt other hands behind me cupping
water, then pouring it on my back. After wetting me several times over, the
hands began applying soap to my tired, tense muscles, soothing away my
stresses of the last few years. The hands felt wonderful, as they combined
a back scrub with a soothing and sexual massage. The hands freely explored
my body on that side, and the pleasure I experienced as the unknown boys
hands, and fingers caressed my ass, and ass hole, was exquisite.

I moaned, and was answered by giggles from the boy behind me. I turned to
see who was giving me so much pleasure, to see a young boy of 9 or so, with
near blue-black hair and dark eyes, with his index finger deep inside my
tight, virgin ass, looking up at me with wide, innocent eyes. As I smiled
at him, taking in his beauty, he grinned back, and began finger fucking my
hole slowly, causing me to moan again. His little 2" cock bobbed his
happiness as he stroked in and out with his finger.

"I've never touched a man's hole before," he said, in his high pitched
voice. "Your hole is hairier than the other boys', and it feels nice and
hot inside, just like theirs. Do you mind me fucking you?"

"No, please, don't stop," I said, as his small finger stroked across my
prostate, making me shudder with pleasure. "God, no!" I felt hands on my
front, and turned to see a 14 year old blonde, with longish, tousled hair,
looking very much like Gilly, shyly touching my chest, and looking at me
quizzically.

"Would you like your front done?" he asked gently, as I looked him up and
down. 5'6" tall, about 120 pounds, even, white teeth, a snub nose, good
complexion, a smooth flat chest and stomach just starting to show the
definition that he would show to a greater degree in years to come. I was
overcome with his youthful beauty, as well as the exploring finger of a 9
year old boy up my ass, and just nodded dumbly.

"I'm Justin," the blonde introduced himself, as he began soaping my front,
his hands already traveling intimately through the light dusting of hair on
my chest, around my nipples and in my treasure trail, descending to the
patch around the base of my cock. "We sure don't get much of THAT around
here," he said with a grin, as his hand vainly tried to grip all the way
around my thick cock, but as to whether he was talking about my patch of
curly pubic hair or my thick, long cock I wasn't sure.

I looked downward from his angelic face, down his smooth chest, light brown
nipples, and flat stomach, to the smallish patch of golden curly hair above
his 6" circumcised cock, fully erect and bobbing in time with his
heartbeat, and to his nearly hairless sack of balls, just a few downy hairs
glistening and catching the light. "You can touch me there," he said
softly, as he saw me eyeing the deep pink head of his beautiful dick.

I smiled and said, "You're so beautiful," and my hand lightly grasped his
hard erection, traveling up and down his shaft, mimicking the movements I
used when I jack myself off. Justin groaned with pleasure at my touch.

"Yeah, that's good, stroke me, please," Justin said, his eyes closing in
ecstasy. We moved closer together, our chests and stomachs touching, then
our cocks rubbing together, finally our lips meeting softly, as I looked
down into his upraised, flushed face, his lips parted in expectation. His
lips and breath were warm and soft against me, belying the hardness of his
cock below. I began rubbing both our shafts at once, my large hand
partially wrapping around our cocks as they lay in their own 69.

Justin's hand was busy beneath, his fingers gently stroking our nut sacks
as they banged together, his hairless wrinkled balls rubbing against my
hairier ones. Our tongues danced in each other's mouth, the flavor of his
saliva first entering my mouth, then mine entering his, an echo of the
exchange of other fluids I hoped we would soon experience.

I had almost forgotten the young boy busy behind me - well as much as you
can forget someone who has a finger up your ass - but I was reminded of his
presence when I felt his hands prying my ass cheeks apart, and his face
between them, followed by his warm tongue inserting itself in my tight,
puckered hole.

"Uhh, uhh," I heard him grunting, his tongue now fucking in and out of my
hole, but I was reluctant to leave Justin's embrace. My breathing became
quicker and shallower, signs of an imminent orgasm, but I didn't want to
cum yet, there was so much more to experience. I pulled my lips away from
Justin's luscious mouth, and whispered, "I want to make you cum, and watch
you."

Justin nodded, his jaw slack, and concentrated on his own pleasure. I began
stroking both our cocks faster, but easing up the friction against
mine. Our cocks were still in full contact, side by side, but it was
Justin's hard rod that was being stroked. "Uhh, uh, Dan that feels SO
nice," Justin whispered. "I want to cum, ohh, can I cum on you?" he asked,
the signs of an imminent cum showing in his flushed youthful cheeks. "Oh,
fuck Dan, I'm cumming, I'm gonna squirt my hot cum on your dick, fuck," he
moaned breathlessly.

"Do it, baby, cover me in your hot sticky cum, lover, I want to feel your
hot cream all over my cock, yeah, that's it you hot cunt, cum all over your
man!" I whispered urgently in his cute ear.

"Uhh, FUCK, YEAH, I'm cumming!! Damn!! I'm fuckin' squirting hot cum all
over your fat fuckin' dick!! FUCK!! Goddamn!!! I want to feel that hot
fuckin' dick in my mouth, and in my tight ass!!!! Oh, FUCK!!!!" he
finished. With that, Justin began squirting glob after glob of musky hot
white cum all over my cock, and dripping down onto my balls, and mixing in
with the dried cum I'd shot into my pubic hair what seemed a lifetime ago.

His hot boy juice squirting in large globs all over the hard pink shaft of
my dick was one of the most erotic things I'd ever felt, and I nearly came
from the sensation. I looked down to see a thick coat of boy jizz fully
coating the top of my prick, and oozing down to the underside. I was only
dimly aware of the sighs, and the thick odor of boy sex, surrounding me as
all of the boys brought each other to the heights of sexual ecstasy.

Justin slowly opened up his eyes, and smiled sweetly at me. His full lips
silently begged to be kissed, so I pressed my hungry mouth against his,
licking and savoring the taste of his oral cavity. Justin broke our kiss
apart, then said, "I want to kiss you now."

I looked at him, slightly confused, but it became clear what he meant when
he knelt in the water, in front of my full dick, and slowly began licking
off its thick coating of boy cum. Clearly, Justin loved the taste, because
he was careful to ensure that he didn't miss a single drop, even licking
through my pubic bush for my own dried cum. Then he began concentrating on
my cock itself. His tongue explored my large piss slit, fucking inside it
and then swirling that talented tongue all around my plum shaped cock head,
especially on the underside, the more sensitive area.

My hands, on the back of his head, curled into his long hair and its silky
texture as he got me hotter and hotter by his oral stimulation. After
pleasuring the top of my shaft, Justin slowly bobbed his mouth back and
forth on my hard prick, taking it deeper into his mouth and throat each
time.

"Oh, yeah baby, that feels so good," I said. "Suck my cock, baby, let me
feel your mouth on my dick, eat my dick, cocksucker! You're a hot, fucking
faggot, oh yeah, just like me, you hot cunt! Ooh, suck my hot man cock, you
boy slut, yeah, I want to suck your sweet boy cock and make you squirt your
full balls of boy cream in my mouth!! FUCK! YEAH! Chew on my hard man meat,
pussy!!Eat my hot cream, swallow my hot load when I shoot down your fuckin'
throat!! OH, FUCK!! I wanta fuck your hot ass, you sweet hot boi cunt, I
wanta cum deep inside your mouth, and tight ass hole and-"

I couldn't take any more pleasure from Justin's talented mouth, and the boy
behind me licking my ass hole, and I began to spurt.

"Fuck, Justin, I'm cummin-" was all I got out before shot after shot of
sticky jizz exploded out of my piss slit into his eagerly waiting mouth. He
kept his warm lips glued to the shaft of my cock, his Adam's apple bobbing
up and down as he swallowed several full loads of my man cream. "Oh, yeah
baby, that's so nice." I murmured as the ecstasy of a male orgasm shot
through my body, heightened by the knowledge that a cute young boy was
pulling me over the edge, in order to fill his sweet mouth with my hot male
cum.

Justin gently bobbed his head back and forth, as he licked the head and
shaft of mt hard cock, then, slowing his oral treat, he reluctantly removed
his mouth from my cock, and shakily got to his feet.  Looking directly into
my eyes, he said, "Please sir, fuck me now!" I found myself in a
quandary. I'd love to fuck this hot boy, but my dick wasn't up to the task,
having just filled his stomach and mouth with my cum.

"Justin, I don't think I can, just now," I pleaded. Justin brought his warm
lips to mine, and caressed my mouth with his, his tongue gently swirling in
my mouth, bringing with it the flavor of man cum. His hand drifted down to
my penis, lightly caressing and stroking me. My hands, in turn, cupped and
caressed his warm, wet ass cheeks, savoring the full, round smoothness of a
perfect boy's ass. My fingers sought out the warm, tight hole between them,
and Justin sighed as my finger stroked across the puckered flesh there. The
tip of my finger entered him, and he wiggled against me, then pushing back
against my finger, seeking to have me deeper inside him.

I slowly finger fucked Justin, my finger inching deeper inside him, until
it could go no deeper, then pulled out, repeating the motion faster and
faster, sawing in and out of his tight hole. "More," he whispered, so I put
a second finger in his ass, both of them reveling in the tightness and heat
of the boi pusssy I was being treated to. Justin grunted with pleasure.

"Fuck me, daddy. Fuck your little boy's hot ass with your hard dick! I want
you deep inside me, fucking me, loving me, making me your hot lover
forever!! Please fuck me harder, deeper, wetter!  Please, daddy, put your
dick inside me!" While my dick was recovering already, I still wouldn't be
able to fuck this boy the way he wanted, but what could I do?

I looked around, and near us, were 2 boys, one a redhead standing with his
hands on his own ass, caressing himself, about 14 or so, 120 pounds, maybe
5'4" tall, but most notably, with a dick that was super hard and at least
6" long, and very thick. In front of him was a brown haired boy of 11 or
so, on his knees, sucking on the red head's hard knob.

"Hey," I said, catching the red head's attention."Help me out." I thought
that was a little awkward, but I didn't really have a lot of choice, and
Justin was so fuckin' hot, I wanted him to be pleased. The red head
immediately saw an opportunity, and the 2 boys edged over to me, the brown
haired youth having risen to his feet, but clinging to the red
head. "Justin wants to get fucked, and I just came. Wanta help?"  I asked,
looking pointedly at his impressive crotch.

"Yeah," he said, grinning. "Justin loves feeling my rod," he said. With
that, he moved around behind the blonde Justin, and brought his big dick to
Justin's hungry opening.

Justin looked over his shoulder at the red head, and said, "C'mon Ryan, put
that monster dick up my ass! Fuck me, baby!" Ryan, the red head, slid
himself forward, his cock impaling Justin's tight ass hole on himself,
until his hairless balls were banging against Justin's hairless ass. My
hand remained on Justin's ass, and was squeezed between the 2 boys' bodies
as they began fucking in earnest. Both boys were grunting with pleasure.

Meanwhile, the brown haired boy got back on his knees in the water in front
of me, and began lightly kissing the tip of my dick, and progressed to
swallowing the head in his warm mouth, then partway down the shaft, finally
engulfing nearly the whole of my cock in his small mouth. He was extremely
talented at cock sucking, it seemed! "Damn, that feels great," I whispered,
and my cock responded to his oral expertise.

The young boy looked up at me as he continued to blow me, and it looked as
though he were trying to grin at me, but it was difficult with a mouthful
of man cock. His eyes twinkled merrily, though, expressing his happiness at
having a man's cock in his mouth. My fingers intertwined in his curly brown
hair, which was wet from sweat and the tub. I could hear Justin and Ryan
cooing to each other as the boy sucked my cock.

"Fuckin' A, Ryan! I missed feeling your hot dick fucking me! Fuck me deep,
baby, please! Fuck my hot boy hole with your big cock, make me your fuckin'
slut!! Pound my ass, make my boi pussy your hot play cunt!" He pushed back
into Ryan's groin every time the red head pounded into him, clearly
desiring getting the fat cock as deep inside himself as possible.

Ryan was doing his part, slamming his crotch into Justin's sweet little ass
as hard as he could, and moaning his endearments. "God, Justin, you've got
the tightest fucking ass I've ever felt! I can feel your hot hole gripping
my cock, milking me!! Fuck, man!!! I'm gonna fuckin' cream inside your hole
any minute, sweetheart!!"

"Yeah, fuck me!! Cream your hot juice inside me, baby, I want to feel your
jizz running down my leg tonight!! FUCK!!" While they were fucking harder
and faster, my cock had been restored to its maximum hardness by the scene
around me, and the little boy's hot mouth. There was no doubt that I'd be
able to fuck, and cum, again, though I didn't know how much semen I had
left.

Sensing my readiness, the little brown haired 11 year old got to his feet,
kissed me lightly on the lips, and whispered in my ear, "Could you fuck ME,
now?" looking quite shy. I nodded yes, and he turned around in front of me,
presenting his creamy white ass to me, and bent over at the waist, one hand
on his hip, the other on his little penis, lightly stroking it.

As he bent down, his round ass cheeks separated, and I was treated to the
sight of his little pink hole winking at me. I don't think there's anything
quite as lovely as a little boy's ass hole. His creamy white butt cheeks
are so round and full, clear and without blemish, lovely orbs of perfect
boy flesh, so firm and warm to touch, and caress, so smooth and perfect to
lick - one could spend hours admiring the beauty of a boy's perfect naked
ass.

But between those delicious cheeks, lies even greater perfection, if such a
thing is possible. Color gradations from light pink, to darker pink and tan
to light brown, the puckered muscle that guards a boy's anal passage has a
different texture from that of his bottom, tougher, perhaps even
rubbery. It feels so different under a man's tongue, as that fortunate
organ travels from creamy, smooth flesh to the more resistant wrinkled anal
ring, which tightens involuntarily at the unexpected touch of the tongue on
its sensitive nerve endings, then consciously relaxes as the boy realizes
that he wants, no desires, that warm, wet touch inside his hole as well as
around it.

It's that moment of the boy's surrender to his seduction, when he realizes
the pleasure that will be afforded him by allowing a man's hot, hard tongue
to enter his rectum, that paves the way for all future man-boy pleasures
the couple will experience. When the boy realizes the ecstasy that will be
his by allowing a man to sniff, and kiss and lick his most intimate hole,
and that the pleasure will be even greater when the boy eagerly welcomes a
man's mouth on his tight anus, becoming demanding, pleading for a man's
mouth making love to his boi cunt, then he is secure in his love for his
adult lover.  At that point, their coupling by cock to ass is inevitable,
and the boy's fate as a willing receptacle for his man's sperm is
inescapable.

I got down on my knees behind him, and, further separating those orbs,
brought my face to his hole.  Inhaling his light, musky scent, my mouth
went to kiss his anus, his hole opening to allow me in. My tongue licked
out at the skin surrounding his boy hole, then, getting braver, ventured
into the silky smooth flesh inside his hole. The boy sighed, and pressed
back hard into my face.

"Oh, fuck me with your tongue, daddy! Fuck your little boy!" he sighed,
wiggling that cute ass for extra emphasis. I laved, and licked, and kissed
that sweet ass and hole, savoring his hot boy taste. After licking that
hole for several minutes, wetting it generously, I stood up, then put my
hands on his small hips.

"Are you ready for my cock, son?" I asked, not wanting to hurt him, but
anxious now to be fucking one of these hot boys.

"Yeah, fuck me!" he grunted peremptorily, pushing back at me, while rapidly
stroking his small cock with his hand. "Fuck, please!"

I inserted the plump head of my dick into the notch of his hole, the purple
head of my penis going nicely with the pink of his anus. The head of my
dick, popped behind his puckered ring, and the boy gasped.  "Want me to
stop?" I asked.

"NO!" he begged. "FUCK. ME. NOW!!" he gasped out. "Please!!" Without
further ado, I began fucking this boy's incredibly tight and hot anus, his
grip on my cock tighter and more welcoming than anything I'd ever felt. I
was soon slamming in and out of his ass. Everything about this boy was so
attractive to me, his beautiful and smooth boy body, his attractive musky
boy scent, his grunting and cooing as my dick inside his ass and rectum
pleasured us both beyond control.

The combination of sensory inputs soon brought me to orgasm, both of us
climaxing at the same time.  "Oh fuck, baby!" I moaned. "You are the
hottest fucker I've ever met!! I'm lovin' fuckin' your sweet hot ass!!
FUCK!! Cum baby, fuckin' cum for me, sweetheart!!" With that my dick began
shooting ropes of cum inside the little boy's ass hole, and his grunting
let me know that he was cumming too.

"God, daddy, you're fucking my ass! You're fuckin' cummin' inside my little
boi hole, fillin' me with your man cum!! Yeah, do me daddy!! Fuck your
little boy's ass!!!" The jerking of his hips, and the involuntary squeezing
of his sphincter around my cock signaled that he was cumming too, and I
just held him in my arms as we were swallowed by our ecstasy.

We stood like that for minutes, our bodies jerking spasmodically into each
other as we came down from our high, then we parted, my cock slipping from
his tight hole, as he moved on to another lover. I looked for a place to
sit, to rest a little. I spotted several benches along the inside of the
wooden tub, and eased myself down on one, my legs submerged, the water
splashing lightly against my hips. I looked up to see the little 9 year old
with black hair, who had concentrated on licking my ass hole when I'd first
gotten into the tub.

He looked over at me, and smiled, saying, "Can I sit in your lap?" I nodded
my assent, and he climbed onto me, our naked bodies rubbing most
pleasurably against each other. He brought his face close to mine, and I
could see that his eyes were blue, but very dark. "My name's Jesse," he
said, and as his sweet lips moved, I could see strands of semen on them, no
doubt from one of the older boys.

"You're very oral, aren't you?" I said.

"I like to lick and kiss," he admitted. "I just gave Karl a blow job, see?"
he continued, opening his mouth to show me the spoonful of sperm resting on
his tongue. "Would you like some?" he said, coyly.

"Yes, please," I sighed, and our lips came together in a soft kiss. Jesse
pushed his tongue forward, the semen oozing off it into my own open
mouth. The taste was salty, sweet and very musky and thick. I imagine the
boy it had come from must have held off from cumming very often, as rich as
it was. I felt the overall sensation of contact between our bodies, as his
smooth chest rubbed against my lightly haired man's chest. I was even aware
of his stiff nipples as they rubbed against me, his boyish excitement
obvious.

We kissed lovingly and passionately for maybe 5 minutes, while all around
us the scents and sounds of boy-boy lovemaking increased. We broke our
kiss, and Jesse leaned his head against my chest.

"Tired?" I asked him. He nodded, without looking up. "Why don't you rest
against me, then," I said gently. Jesse picked himself up so that he was
now facing away from me, towards the other boys, as I was, sitting on my
lap, my semi-erect cock between his slim thighs, just under his little
hairless cock and balls, as they pressed against my penis. I looked at the
groups of boys in front of us, to see what they were up to.

To our left, 4 boys, from 13 to 16 years old, were standing together, all
front to back in one line, with the first boy hunched over, his hand
frigging his own cock, while the boy behind him was vigorously fucking his
proffered ass hole. The second boy was also impaled on a hard boy cock, as
was the third boy on the fourth boy's hard dick, 3 boys fucking a tight
asshole, the 4th boy playing with himself. They seemed fairly experienced
at this, as they had to move in tandem to avoid pulling out unexpectedly,
but the sight of 4 naked, teenaged boys in the middle of an orgiastic fuck
was extremely stimulating.

Occasionally, one would kiss and lick the shoulder and neck of the boy in
front of him, or a boy would lean back and kiss the boy fucking him, on the
mouth. I looked at their hips, watching the boys' cocks slowly withdrawing
from the full asses of the boys in front, seeming like tasty sausages
stored up their asses, then slam back hard inside, nestling deep inside
their rectums. Multiple boy cocks, and asses, and between them, their full
balls banging back and forth.

I could feel my own cock rising once again in sympathetic reaction to the
multiple boy pronging I was watching. Jesse felt it too, and reached down
between his little legs to grasp my wakening dick, and stroke it. It felt
nice, his soft boy touch on my hard cock. Jesse put our cocks alongside
each other, my giant 8" next to his little 2 incher, and jacked us both at
once. I could feel my balls draw up toward my groin as I became more
excited.

Suddenly, the 4 boys increased the speed of their fucking, and I watched as
the boy in front shot his wad straight out, or more precisely, in a
beautiful arc of boy cum that landed on the back of yet another boy who was
crouched over, sucking a blonde's hard dick. The 3 boys behind him all
seemed to cum simultaneously, their backs arching as each delivered a
shitload of boy spunk into the ass of the boy in front of him. The
simultaneous cum swelled my cock in sympathy, and I barely noticed as Jesse
lifted his ass up, then squatted down on the head of my prick, slowly
impaling his little boy bottom on my man's dick. It slid in readily, it was
obvious that Jesse had enjoyed other cocks in his rectum.

As Jesse slid down on my pole, I looked over to see a threesome of a 9 year
old, an 11 year old and a 16 year old, all jacking off above the open mouth
and face of a very cute 12 year old blonde. Each shot his load right into
the boy's open mouth, although the 16 year old's load at first overshot,
laying a thick rope of white cum across his upper cheek and nose. The boy
vainly tried to catch the cum with his tongue, but was unsuccessful. After
milking their cocks to deposit all of their boy juice on and in his mouth,
the 9 year old bent down to kiss the kneeling 12 year old, and lick up the
stray jizz from his face..

I barely noticed as Jesse began fucking himself up and down on my pole, but
when I did, I reached around his small hip, lightly grabbing his little
cock and balls in my hand. I squeezed his equipment and Jesse groaned with
pleasure, increasing his pace. "Dang Dan, that feels so good when you
squeeze my little balls!! Squeeze my cum out daddy, while you fuck me with
your hard prick!! Yeah, yeah, fuck me hard, harder!! Fill my ass with your
man juice, fuck my boy hole with your big meat!!" He was nearly out of
control now, his little body bouncing up and down with abandon.

I concentrated on Jesse's and my pleasure now, actively moving my hips to
fuck that tight little boi cunt that was wrapped around my rod. "Fuck
Jesse, I'm fuckin' your hot little boy cunt with my giant cock, splittin'
your little hole in two. I'm gonna rip your hot ass hole to pieces as I
fuck you to death!" Jesse apparently didn't take my threat seriously, as he
squealed with pleasure at this last. In mid fuck, he turned himself around
so that he was facing me, still bouncing up and down on my rod.

"Oh Dan," he cried, "I wanted to cum on you! Here daddy, I'm cumming,
cumming, cum-" Just then his little cock erupted in a tiny, but forceful
geyser of little boy cum, 2 small globs of his fluid crossing the gap
between our chests, and sticking onto my chest near one of my nipples,
slowly oozing down.  Feeling Jesse's small but hot spunk on my body caused
me to begin shooting my load, too. Incredibly, I could feel 2 or 3 ropes of
white hot cum jet out of my piss slit into Jesse's waiting anus and rectum.

Jesse hugged me as he felt me fill him, then slumped wearily against me,
our naked bodies melding. I looked up to see Gilly kneeling between 2 twin
brothers of 15, jacking them both off at the same time into his waiting
mouth. Gilly saw me looking at him, and smiled.

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