Date: Tue, 25 Feb 2003 22:54:47 -0500
From: Dick Hertz <noonto1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Alarming James 5

	We pulled up to James' house in an urban part of his home town.  It was a
small, single floor ranch house with no garage on a corner lot.  Definitely
not the high rent district.  His mother came out to the truck to thank me
for giving James the opportunity to work.

	"No problem, he's a good worker and I enjoy having him around." I said.

	"Can you come in for a cup of coffee?" She asked.

	I looked at James and he seemed eager to have me come in.  "I can show you
my computer and my surround sound system for my TV." He said.

	I couldn't very well refuse the offer, so I agreed and went into the house
with them.

	"I'll put the coffee on while James shows you his stuff.", she said.  I
have to warn you it's a mess down there.  I don't even venture into the
basement except to do the laundry!"

	"Aw, Mom, it's not that bad!", James said as he led me to the basement.  He
had one half of the basement set up as his bedroom.  It was typical teenage
decor with posters and electronic equipment all over the place.  There was a
queen size bed at one end of the room and an old sofa in front of the TV and
stereo setup on the other end.  All in all, it was a great setup for a young
guy.

	"Listen to this!", he said.  He put in a DVD of the latest Star Wars film
and fired up the TV and the surround sound system.  I sat on the couch and
he fast forwarded to the part where the ships were dodging asteroids and
sonic torpedoes.  It sounded terrific, much better than when I rented it and
played it on my system.

	"Wow, James!", I said, "That sounds like I'm in the theater!"

	Just then his mother hollered that coffee was ready, so he shut the system
down and we went up to have come coffee and cookies with his mom.  We had a
pleasant time talking and I wondered all the while what she would think of
me if she knew that just hours before I had my cock buried in her little
boy's ass.  I finshed my coffee, said my thanks, and told James I would call
him during the week if I had work for next Saturday.

	He walked me out to the truck and said, "I really liked what we did today
and I'll be thinking about it all week."

	"So did I, and I'm sure I won't forget it either!", I said.  I reached over
and squeezed his hand and got into the truck and left.

	The next week dragged by as I waitied for Saturday and fantasized about
what we had done.  I must have gotten a hundred hardons thinking about it.
After I heard from the homeowner, I called James on Thursday to arrange for
him to work.

	"I can't make it this Saturday.", he said, "I have to help my sister move.
Sorry!"

	"I already made arrangements with the homeowner for this Saturday, but I
understand these family things, James.", I said.

	"I have a friend who is in the same program as I am.  He could use the
work.  He just turned eighteen last week and doesn't have a job.  Maybe he
could help you.", he offered.

	"Well, I don't know," I said, "I'm kind of partial to you right now.  I
don't know about breaking a new kid in."

	"He's a good guy, Dick.", he said.  "He's sharper than I am in the academic
work and he has the same certifications I do in the vocational program."

	"OK.", I said.  "Give me his name and have him call me and I'll see what
happens."

	I was not sure of what this could mean.  Could it mean another good worker
I could use?  Could it be that he would be interested in what James and I
had been doing?  I don't know, I have been so comfortable with James from
the start that I feel a little uneasy about taking on another helper.

	I got a call that night from a guy named Dennis.  He said he was a friend
of James' and that he would be available to work Saturday.  Since he didn't
drive, I got his address to pick him up.  He was not very talkative; all
business.  He was an unknown quantity at this point.

	I found his house early Saturday morning and he came out just as I was
pulling into the driveway.  He was a little taller than James and a little
stockier build.  He wasn't fat at all, just wider shoulders and a little
more mass to him.  His hair was dark brown and as were his eyes.  He kept
his hat pulled down so I could barely see them.

	He got in and I introduced myself and we drove away.  He barely said
anything.  I asked him about school and life in general and got one word
answers and grunts out of him.  Maybe he was just shy.  It was a long silent
ride to the job site.

	Dennis helped me carry tools and equipment into the house and we got
started.  Now I had to start from scratch with a new kid.  James already
knew the ropes.  Oh, well, such is life.  I showed him the basics and
assigned him a task of running wires in the basement.  I checked on him
regularly and he seemed to be doing all right.  Other attempts to engage him
in conversation were futile.  He only spoke when he had to and then in as
few words as possible.

	It was warm in the basement and we were working in just T shirts and jeans.
  I noticed that he was well defined in the chest and arms and wondered what
he would look like without his shirt.  There goes my horny mind into full
swing again!  He called me to check his work in the back corner of the
basement where the homeowner had framed out a workshop.  It was secluded
from the rest of the basement by a small passage door in the concrete wall.
I suspected that he had a hard time finding an opening to run the wire
through.

	I went into the workshop area and saw him on the ladder trying to fish a
wire through a small hole near the floor joists.  I climbed up the other
side of the ladder and pulled the wire through when he got it started.

	"Thanks.", he said quietly.  Our faces were close to each other at the top
of the ladder.

	"You're welcome, Dennis.", I said.  "Tell me, why are you so quiet?  Are
you always this way?"

	"I'm usually quiet.", he said.  "I've been told I'm shy.  I guess I'm a
little nervous, too."

	"What is there to be nervous about?  Did James tell you I was a mean old
ogre or something?" I asked.

	"No, he didn't say you were mean.", he said.  "He told me about the other
stuff."

	My heart leaped into my throat.  I'll kill James for saying anything about
what we did.  I could get in a lot of trouble for having sex with a young
kid.  I had to find out what he knew.

	"What other stuff? I asked.

	"You know.", he said, blushing.  "The stuff you did with him"

	"Come on, Dennis!" I said.  "Tell me exactly what James told you.  I
promise I won't get mad or anything.  Just tell me."

	"Well, I stayed over at his house the other night and he said you did sex
stuff with him.", he said.

	"And what did you think of that?" I asked.

	"Um, I asked him about what kind of stuff you did and he showed me.", he
said.

	"Did you guys have sex together?  What did you do?" I asked.

	"We started watching a movie that was pretty raunchy.  James took his
pecker out and it was hard, so I did the same thing.  Mine was hard, too,
Sometimes we jerk off together when we watch movies.  Then James suggested
we get naked under the covers, so we did.", he said.

	"What happened then?" I asked.

	"He reached over and put his hand on my cock and it felt so good I grabbed
his, too." he said.  "After we rubbed each other for a few minutes, he asked
me if I wanted a blow job.  I never had a blow job before and wouldn't have
thought about a guy giving me one, but I nodded my head.  Then he slid down
under the covers and took my dick into his mouth."

	"How did that feel?" I asked.  I felt my dick getting hard now, too.  We
were still up on the ladder, face to face, so I couldn't see how his cock
was reacting.

	"I never felt anything like that in my life!", he said.  "I didn't know
where he learned to do what he did, but it drove me crazy!  I was already
kinda horned up from the video and it didn't take long before I felt like I
was going to cum.  He was sucking on it and going up and down and licking it
all at the same time.  I told him I was going to cum so he could take his
mouth off it, but he stayed right there and I came right in his mouth.  I
thought I was going to pass out!"

	"Were you OK with that?" I asked.

	"Well, I was a little freaked out, but then I realized I was with James.
We have been buds for a long time and what he had just done was so great.",
he said.  "I just asked him where he learned to do that.  He told me about
you.  And then he told me about all the things that you did together.  I was
a little freaked out about you being older and all, but James liked you so
much, it seemed all right with me."

	"What else happened?" I asked.

	"After James told me how he sucked you off after you did him, I felt like I
wanted to try it, too.", he said, "So I slid down and tried my best to do it
to him."

	"How did that go?, I asked.

	"Pretty good!", he said.  "Once I got used to it, I liked it and I stayed
on it until he shot in my mouth.  It wasn't bad and I liked the fact that I
made him cum."

	"So, why are you telling me this while we're perched on the top of this
ladder?  And how come you are so talkative now when you haven't said three
words all day?" I asked.  We both chuckled.

	"I guess I just felt awkward talking about it and it all came out at
once.", he said.

	"Do you want to do something about it?", I asked.

	"Yeah!", he said.  "I'm hard as a rock and uncomfortable standing here on
this ladder."

	"Follow me." I said.  We went upstairs, down the hall, and into the garage.
  There was a vacant apartment built over the garage where I knew we would
not be disturbed.  The homeowners had left to take their daughters skating,
so I knew we would be alone.

	The we went up the stairs to the apartment.  It was completely empty; no
furniture or anything.  We walked through the kitchen and into the living
room.  The floor was coverd with thick carpet and the sun was streaming in
on it making a warm spot right in the middle of the room.

	Dennis was right behind me as I stopped in the sun drenched room.  I turned
around and he almost bumped into me.  I grabbed him and pulled him to me.  I
slid my hands under his shirt and lifted it up.  He had more muscle and more
hair than James.  There were dark hairs in the middle of his chest and in
his armpits I could see as he raised his arms to allow me to take his shirt
off.  I leaned down and ran my tongue over his nipple.  He sucked his breath
in.

	He was reaching for his belt buckle when I stopped his hand with mine.  I
undid his buckle and unbuttoned his jeans.  I slid to my knees and pulled
his zipper down by grabbing it with my teeth.  As I pulled it down I could
feel and smell the presence of boy cock behind the fabric I was revealing.
When the zipper was down, I dropped his jeans to the floor and took his
shoes and socks off with them.  He was wearing blue jockey shorts that
looked a size or two too small for him.  His cock and balls filled the pouch
out to the max.  I could see dark hair around the leg holes and above the
waistband leading up to his navel.

	Dennis slid to his knees and reached for my belt.  He undid it and the
button on my jeans and slid them down to the floor.  I sat back and kicked
my sneakers off and let him take my socks off and pull my jeans off my
ankles.  Now my T shirt was pulled over my head and thrown on top of my
jeans and shoes.  Here we were; two guys in their underwear, two piles of
clothes, sitting on the carpet in an empty room heated up by the sunshine.

	I felt his hand covering the front of my shorts, massaging my hard cock
through the material.  It was only fair that I return the favor, so I
reached over and slid my hand into his shorts.  I found a hard cock and
squeezed it gently.  It jumped in my hand and I felt a drop of wetness on my
palm.

	"You're really ready for this, aren't you?" I asked.

	"Oh, yeah, I've been thinking about it ever since James told me.", he said.

	"To tell you the truth, I was a  little disappointed when James said he
couldn't work today, but it looks like things will work out just fine!" I
said.  "Let's get rid of these jockeys and add them to the clothes piles."

	I peeled his off and his pecker sprang up from the elastic like a catapult.
  He had a beautiful seven inch cock.  He was circumsized, but the head was
not much bigger than the shaft.  It was darker than mine or James', and his
bush was fuller and darker.  His balls seemed full and heavy.  He reached
over and pulled mine off and threw them on my pile.

	"Wow!  You even have red hair on your balls!", he exclaimed.  "I've never
seen a redhead's bush before, it's really neat!"  We were now reclining on
the floor, checking out each other's equipment.

	I crawled up between his legs and began to lick up the inside of his
thighs.  He leaned back on his elbows and watched my progress.  I licked up
to his balls and down the other thigh and back up to his balls.  I ran the
palm of my hand over the area between the top of his bush and his navel and
continued to lick every nook and cranny of his ball sack.  I lifted his
balls and licked even lower, just shy of my anus.  He was a lot hairier than
James, but I enjoyed the feel of the stiff hair on my tongue.  I licked back
up his balls and followed straight up the underside of his cock to the head.
  He watched from his vantage point while I licked the juice that was
flowing from the slit in his cock's head.  Then I licked around the whole
head while he moaned and quivered.

	He laid down on his side and turned until he was facing my cock and I was
facing his.  I took the head of his cock into my mouth and he followed me
move for move by taking mine into his mouth.  We both got right down to
business.  I was amazed at how much he could take and at how good his
technique was.  I guess James had been a good teacher, too!  I let his cock
get right to the entrance of my throat and then backed all the way off to
the head.  I continued to do this and Dennis matched my moves exactly.  It
was almost like I was sucking my own dick!  I cupped his balls in my hand
and gently rolled the around and stroked the sack with my fingers.  He did
the same.

	He began thrusting into my mouth, so I knew he was getting close to blowing
his wad.  I quickened the pace just a bit and reached between his legs to
run my fingers up and down his ass crack.  I ran my finger over his pucker
and he jerked and moaned, but moved his legs to allow me better access.  I
wet my finger in the copious saliva coating his crotch and went back for the
prize.  I slid my finger through his crack and right into his anus.  I
didn't waste much time in burying to to the hilt and hitting his prostate.
Right away I felt his balls tighten up and his head swelled in my mouth.  I
pulled back to the head and swirled my tongue around it.

	"I'm cumming!", he cried, and shot about four strong spurts of hot juice
into my mouth.  I swallowed and a couple more pulses dribbled onto my
tongue.  I kept his cock in my mouth as it softened.

	I think he realized that he had stopped his action on my cock while he was
in the throes of orgasm, so he started back up.  I swung around with my cock
still in his mouth, until he was between my legs and bobbing up and down on
my hard cock.  It just felt better to me this way.  Also, I loved watching
his head and his lips and they moved up and down.  Soon, I wasn't watching
anything but the inside of my eyelids and stars as I felt my cock swell and
pump out a load of cum into Dennis' mouth.  He swallowed and looked up at me
with a satisfied look on his face.

	"Did I do good, Dick?",he asked.

	"You certainly did!" I said.  "You must have had some lessons from someone
we know.  You picked it up real quick!"

	"So, can I work for you again?", he asked.

	"Anytime!  But I think I'm going to have a job that will require both of
you next time!" I chuckled.