Date: Sat, 13 Dec 2003 12:02:49 -0800 (PST)
From: chip ster <chipster071053@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Journey - Sequel 04

My Journey - Sequel Four
By Larry (Laetuseros@aol.com)
Edited by Chipster (chipster071053@yahoo.com)

	This story contains graphic sexual acts between male teens and male
adults. If you are under the age of 18, you're not supposed to be reading
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My Journey - Sequel Four

	This picks up my journey right after sequel three which appeared on
November 25th, so if you haven't read that you will need to go back and
download that off Nifty.org and read it. Then you will know how this sequel
got started.

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	An hour later, my wife walked in bringing me a hot cup of
coffee. "Have a good afternoon, dear? I thought you'd be ready for some
fresh hot coffee."

	"Oh, it was okay. The boys gave me a hard time, but I've survived."
I gave her one of my smiles, you know the quirky one, a bit sexy and
lopsided.

	"The boys? Who else was here?" Oh, Oh, big slip on my part. Better
smooth this out or you're in trouble buddy.

	"Oh, John brought one of his new wrestling buddies to meet us. His
name is Chris and he is a good challenge for John. He has a nice
personality. He has an enormous build! Really, this kid has muscles on top
of muscle and I'll wager about 5 percent body fat. He is a dream. Wait till
you and Amanda get to see him. You won't keep your hands off him. He is
just plain gorgeous."

	"Hmm! He sounds nice. When do we get to meet this Adonis?" she was
looking at me with mild interest.

	"Why don't you go ask John while I enjoy this cup of cooling coffee
you brought me?" I gave her my best sarcastic smile and went back to work
at my desk.

	"I guess the maid is dismissed? Well, I will go and ask John and I
might just have him invite this Chris for dinner. How would that be?"

	"Fine, whatever, now I really have to get back to work. The boys
had me be line judge for their game of badminton and it has caused me to
lose some time here. Now, lady, please excuse the old man so he can get
back to work!"  Thankfully she left me and softly closed the den door. I
just knew there would be mischief occurring shortly.

	Chris was invited to a Sunday supper and the girls, as well as John
and I, drooled over Chris' body and quick wit. He entertained in style with
tasteful jokes and anecdotes and generally kept the conversation away from
himself.

	Finally, John just couldn't contain his interest. "Chris, why don't
you tell the folks a bit about you and your father and how come you moved
here from Texas." He sat back with that satisfied look he gets when he
feels he has pulled a fast one on someone.

	So the rest of the table conversation was about Chris and his
family. We all helped clear the table, and Chris thanked my wife for the
invite, told her how great her cooking was, and shook our hands and with
John disappeared out the front door.

	It was quiet around the homestead for a couple of weeks. Chris and
John would appear after school, go into John's bedroom, or they'd work off
some steam in the backyard. Chris showed little interest in my daughter,
and she took the hint that he wasn't interested or a threat and she started
treating him as another oafish brother.

	Another four day weekend was coming up, I was hoping that it would
allow us to all be together and really party. My wife stuck her head into
the study on Tuesday. She announced that my daughter and her were going to
a Girl Scout conclave and would be leaving Friday afternoon to help set the
conclave up. Would us boys be okay alone for the weekend? I told her
somehow we would manage to survive.

	On the way home from the office Friday evening I stopped at the
adult bookstore and picked up a new John Holmes skin flick. Holmes and some
guy looking beefy, like Mickey Hagerty, bring this delicate flower of a
girl to the height of her dreams.

	I changed into the usual summer uniform, light t-shirt and shorts,
opened a can of Budweiser and inserted the flick into the TV. I sat back on
the sofa and relaxed to watch the film. It was the usual sex scenario. Boy
and Girl meet in bedroom and start having sex and then John Holmes with his
massive dick comes in and starts to entertain everyone.

	I had my arm extended on top of the sofa pillow backs and my legs
sprawled out in front of me, and my nine inches starting to extend its way
down the leg of my shorts. John came in, started to ask what was on, then
sat down next to me with his eyes glued to the screen.

	"Fuck, that is hot! That guys cock must be eleven inches long!"
gasped John as he settled down next to me. His hand slipped behind the
small of my back and he leaned his head down on my shoulder and chest. He
hadn't cuddled with me in a long time. He was in his usual attire, tight
skimpy shorts, nothing but warm, bare flesh elsewhere. I cuddled his head
with my hand and rubbed the bristles of his crew cut.

	"Yeah, he's famous for having a large long cock and he sure knows
how to use it!" at that moment he had inserted it up the other guys ass
while they other guy was humping the girl.

	"Oh, man, I bet that thing feels good up his ass, look at his face
as he's planking the girl!" John's hand was inching its way up under my
t-shirt and rubbing my hard nipple. His hand moved off to the other side as
he brought his mouth down on my t-shirt covered nipple and bit down and
sucked on it.  That was all Oscar needed and he extended himself out the
bottom of my shorts. I had one huge hardon and John was now caressing the
bared head of it with his fingertips.

	"Here, Dad, let me help you out of your shorts. It looks like you
have a problem there." In one swift movement he had my shorts down around
my ankles and his hands were forcing my knees apart and Oscar was hard and
pulsing.

	John brought his head closer and his tongue lapped my nut sack,
lifting it up. He licked around it coating it with his saliva. I sat,
watched, and groaned with pleasure. Having lost interest on my balls, he
proceeded to lick and kiss his way up my vein covered cock stem. His tongue
flicked the fermium and soon he was licking up the cock honey that was
flowing out the slit.

	"Oh, shit, John suck the damn thing, stop teasing." I gasped as his
mouth enclosed and sucked the glans head. He was polishing the head with
his lips and tongue. I was bracing on the sofa, lifting my hips to allow
him more access to my groin. I thrilled as his hand grasp my nuts and
lightly squeezed and pulled on the sac. I spasmed, and he captured my full
load in his mouth.

	He slid up the front of my body, placed his lips on mine and I felt
the warm cum slip into my mouth and swished it with my tongue. Our tongues
twined in that sexual dance of shared pleasure. He broke the kiss and sat
back on the sofa next to me. He had a very satisfied look on his face, his
arms akimbo one along the arm of the sofa, and the other along the back of
the cushions. His cock was standing tall, and then throbbing, pulled tight
to those wonderful abdominals that he worked so hard to keep. He was
offering his body to me, taunting me to take advantage of him.

	"Well, one good turn deserves another and I fell on top of his
body, first sucking his hard nipples, then with my lips pulling the fine
hairs between his pectorals and down the middle of his abdomen until I
slurped his prize into my mouth. My tongue felt the raised veins that
surrounded the stalk, was aware of the soft skin that moved with my lips,
and my tongue wrapped around the glans and swirled against the corona of
tight bloated skin. I sucked him down my throat and he cried out in
ecstasy.

	"Easy, easy, old man, let's make this last!" and John gripped my
head and raised me off his wonderful young cock. I looked up at him and saw
his eyes looking at me filled with the lust that had us both in its grip. I
went back to lick on his hard prick, tracing the swollen veins that carried
the hot blood that kept his massive tool hard. I just lost all control and
started slathering my saliva all over his cock and sucking it off and
lapping and playing with his foreskin. John was writhing with pleasure on
the sofa and I was having a hard time staying on his cock.

	"Dad, Dad," he gasped out, "Spend some time on my nuts, suck on
them for me, lick 'em while I calm down, you almost had me blasting
off. Shit, that guy on the TV is so fucking hot!" and he thrashed around
some more and I slid back to lap and suck on his hard tight ball sac. His
legs spread wide and he humped his hips up into my face, his big hands
gripping and guiding my head.

	He couldn't hold back any longer and pulling my head up to the end
of his pulsing man stalk put my lips on the tip. Opening my mouth I
received his load of hot sticky cum into my mouth as it forcefully shot out
of his eight inch plus piss slit. He must not have shot a load in awhile,
because my mouth couldn't capture all of it. I swallowed and gulped as his
cock continued to shoot out three more large offerings. He relaxed, spent,
back onto the sofa, his eyes closed, body completely relaxed.

	I sat back on my haunches and looked at my wonderful son laying
before me. I idly fondled my now hardening cock and I gazed at this
beautiful body. I watched his tight abdominals rise and lower. I saw his
hard nipples stand above his quarter sized dark red areoles; noticed the
soft brown hair that was starting to grow between his pecs. He was one
fucking stud of a young man and I felt honored to have serviced him.

	He stirred, opened his eyes and asked, "Is it okay if I invite Cory
and Chris over to spend some time tonight?"

	"Sure, why not. I'll put some steaks on the grill and we can all
have a nice dinner and spend some time together." I liked the way this kid
thought. If he was thinking what I was thinking, we would all be twirling
on Chris's big knob before the night ended.

	"Great, we haven't spent time with each other just relaxing in a
week" He got up and went to the phone to call his buddies.

	Well, that explained the large load he'd deposited down my
throat. I turned off the porn flick and went into the kitchen to prepare
dinner.

	"Hey, John, go out in the garden and bring in some lettuce. I'll
make up a nice salad to go with the steaks." I watched his lithe body flow
as he bound out the kitchen patio doors and into the garden. He had the
grace of a bounding antelope, all smooth muscles working together, blending
and flexing. My cock throbbed. He was such a good-looking stud. I continued
admiring his naked body as he walked back from the garden with a couple
heads of fresh leaf lettuce.

	We worked as a team preparing dinner. We padded naked around the
kitchen putting in four nice Idaho potatoes in the microwave oven. I pulled
some frozen peas from the refrigerator and was able to apply it to John's
warm ass cheek. He jumped and pulled away laughing. I mixed up a nice
garlic rue to blend with the peas and put them on the range top to cook.

	John had pulled out a large bowl and was tearing up the lettuce
into it. I suggested he add some sliced tomato and use the Italian vinegar
and oil dressing. He tossed in some chopped walnuts and some crumbled feta
cheese as topping.

	"Dad, what about drinks, you think we could have some wine? We're
not wrestling for a week, so the alcohol won't affect our
performance. Please! It is such a great meal, and I know the guys will
really enjoy it." He had his pleading look on his face and his body in that
'I know you want me, but you can't have me' position. I relented and told
him to go get a bottle of red wine, a merlot or cabernet.

	The steaks were grilling nicely and were almost ready, when Cory
bounded up behind me to grip my bare ass cheek and squeezed. "Ouch, what
the fuck, Cory!" He giggled and danced away from me.

	"Hey, old man, I like the clothes you cook in!" He was standing
gazing up and down at my nudity. John came into the kitchen with the wine
and greeted Cory. Cory then just pulled his t-shirt over his head, and
pushed down his shorts and joined the party nude. He smiled and "I see the
dress is informal, my kind of party!" and grabbed both John and me in a
bare assed hug.

	"What the Fuck!" We all turned to see where that came from and
Chris had a grin on his face as he walked in through the patio doors. "You
didn't tell me this was an orgy, you said to come for dinner!"

	I laughed. "The orgy comes later, after we devour these
steaks. Grab a plate will you and help me unload the grill."  Chris came up
behind me and gave me a tight squeezable hug and grabbed the tongs and
lifted the steaks off the grill. I noticed that he managed to give my cock
a feel, and rubbed his khaki covered cock into my ass cheeks. I broke away
from his embraces and went in to the table and sat down. The boys brought
the meal to the kitchen table.

	After a quick grace, we all started stuffing our mouths with baked
potatoes, creamed peas, thick juicy steak, and salad.  The boys appreciated
the wine, and I told them not to make it a habit. Wine was to be enjoyed,
not gulped down. I got the usual razzing for talking down to them. John
soon brought the conversation around to the porno flick I had brought home
to view in my leisure hours.

	"You guys have got to see this porno flick Dad brought home. This
guy is unbelievable; he's even bigger than you and Dad, Chris! A big
fucking long wang on him and he sure makes use of it, fucks this guy and
girl at the same time. It's real hot!"

	"No way, nobody has a cock as big as mine, well excluding your
Dad!" He gave me a knowing smirk and grin. I love this kid and his cock. I
knew the orgy was about to begin as the table was cleared and the boys
started arranging themselves on the sofa.

	I finished cleaning up the kitchen and quietly went to the den to
complete some work that I had brought home from the office. Occasionally I
heard a whoop and guffaw at the scenes on the flick the boys were
watching. My ears perked up on hearing the comment, "Yeah, well like you
could do that!" The challenge had been given, and knowing the boys this
might be something to watch. I left my desk and headed for the family room.

	I entered to see John and Chris on the floor facing each other,
their thighs laid over one another's and their cocks standing up tall. Cory
was straddle over the two studs, holding his ass cheeks open and squatting
down to impale himself on both cocks at once!

	"What in the world are you guys up to now?" I sat down on the
lounger.

	"Cory said he could take both our cocks up his ass, like the babe
did in the porno flick with Holmes and that other stud." John was grinning,
so was Chris.

	"Well I hope you're using a lot of lube and have opened Cory's
little twat, cause that is going to be a tight squeeze, especially dry!" I
grinned at these teenage studs. They were not afraid to experiment and
offer up their bodies to each other. I actually was proud that they had
developed with open minds, and I did not doubt that once their teenage
hormones settled down, that they would court and marry some lucky girls and
raise families. Not many parents were as liberal as my wife and I were
about the boys playing with each other in sexual games.

	"Oh, shit! In the heat of the moment we forgot. John, you got some
lube around?" Chris reached up and pulled Cory's ass to his face and
started spitting and lapping at Cory's anal opening. John got up and went
to his bedroom, retrieved a tube of lubricant and returned with it.

	By that time Cory was down on his hands and knees with Chris
fingers stuck up into his asshole. John walked over to them and put a large
blob of lube right where Chris' finger disappeared into Cory rectum.  Chris
worked it in, and John applied some more. Chris looked up at John.

	"This stuff is too thin, he'll never be able to take us both at the
same time like that broad did!" Chris looked at me for help. I shrugged my
shoulders.

	"Well the last time some guy fisted me, we used Crisco. It took
some patience and time to open me up, too!"

	Chris's face lit up. "Yeah, some guys told me about that, fisting
is what they called it, they used Crisco on this faggot and finally got
their fist up his ass. They said the feeling is awesome. You want to try it
Cory?"

	Cory was a bit hesitant. I don't think he figured he'd be taking
something up his ass as big as a fist. "Jeeze, I don't know Chris. I'm game
for it if you guys want to try it!" and he wiggled his ass in
anticipation. I held my breath.

	John had already retrieved the Crisco from the kitchen cabinet and
had the top off and his fingers full. He looked at Chris. Chris sighed,
"They only way we will know if its possible is to do it, and Cory is
willing to try!"

	"I am, I am, just go easy guys, it's my ass you know!" Cory looked
over his shoulder as John applied a glob to Cory's ass. Chris started
working it around and into Cory's little pink pucker, his fingers
stretching and filling the opening. He kept telling Cory to relax, and
asking how it felt, talking words of encouragement, and praise for willing
to try this.

	Chris was soon able to slip all four fingers into Cory, but his
thumb stopped further entry. He quickly solved that, by tucking his thumb
under his four fingers and with a gasp from Cory his hand slipped in and
Cory's sphincter closed around Chris' wrist. Dead silence.

	"Holy Shit, Chris! You got your hand inside him! Cory, shit guy,
how does that feel?"

	"Weird man, I can feel Chris' fingers expanding and moving around,
and I feel like I got to shit, real bad. Oh, fuck, what are you doing
Chris, ungh, ungh, oh, fuck, oh that feels so-o-o good!"

	Chris was grinning, he looked at us and exclaimed, "I'm stroking
his prostate, and I can even pinch it between my thumb and forefinger. Yah
like it Cory?"

	Cory collapsed to rest on his elbows, his head on the floor and he
was gasping. Chris was slipping his forearm into Cory and Cory just gave
out whimpers and groans. Chris pulled his arm out and then slid it back up
into Cory. "Look, John, I'm fucking Cory with my arm, man this is wild. Not
in a million years would I believe I was doing this to another guy, shit
this is awesome. Cory, you are the greatest. Man, you don't know how this
feels to my hand, it hot and slick, but yet some roughness, I ain't never
felt this before."

	Cory started sliding his arms forward to collapse on the
floor. "Chris, I think that is enough, better pull your fist out of him. I
think Cory has had enough."

	Chris turned to me in panic. "You don't think I hurt him do you?
Shit it is such a turn on to have the power to shove your fist up a guy's
ass. Oh, man, Cory you are the greatest." He slowly pulled his arm and fist
out of Cory's rectum and gently helped Cory lay prostrate on the floor,
rubbing his ass cheeks and his back. I went to kneel at Cory's head and
turned it to the side. He was breathing, but lost in lust of the act. I
pulled back an eyelid. His eyes were rolled back.

	"John, go get a blanket. Chris helped me lift Cory to the
sofa. He's passed out. We have to keep him warm. Stay with him Chris; I'll
go make some hot tea for him.  Rub his hands, that will help."  As I
prepared a cup of hot herb tea, I kept up a running conversation with
Chris.

	"He's coming around, he's waking. Oh, shit, I am so sorry man, I
got carried away with fucking your ass with my fist. I am so sorry, Cory!
Tell me your okay, guy. Come on you're scaring the shit out of me, talk to
me!" Tears were pouring from Chris's tear ducts and running down his
cheeks.

	"Chris, Chris, he's okay, just passed out from the orgasm he
had. Look at the floor, its covered with his cum. He's never had an orgasm
that strong before. He is one lucky kid to have had his prostate stroked
with four fingers, I got to tell you that it was a real thrill to feel
that." I handed the cup of tea to Chris and he gulped it down. I just
stared at him!

	"That tea was for Cory." Chris looked at me with a blank face.

	"Huh, oh shit, the tea was for Cory and I just drank it. Oh, I am
all fucked up!" He handed the cup back to me and hung his head, finally
laying it on Cory's stomach.

	Cory stirred. His hands went to Chris' head and caressed the tight
curls. "Chris, that was the greatest sexual thrill of my life, thank you!"

	John was standing next to me holding the blanket.

	"You can fist me anytime you want to. The feeling was awesome!"
Cory continued to stroke affectionately at Chris's head, caressing an ear,
a finger stroking an eyelid, tracing his lips.

	"Cory, are you okay now?" I asked, noting a tremble in my voice.

	"Yeah, I'm fine, I just want to lay here and remember the feeling
and how good Chris's head feels on my tummy!" Cory started giggling, and
that bounced Chris head up and down. John started chuckling and exclaiming
what a whore Cory was becoming.

	Chris stood up and looked down at Cory on the sofa. His enormous
cock was dripping cum on the floor. John nudged me, and said, "I guess Cory
isn't the only one who came!"

	Chris grabbed John around the neck and forced his head down toward
his responding cock, which was now fully erect and away from his six pack
abdominals. "Yeah, well suck on this buddy!" and he forced his cock into
John's willing lips. I heard the slurping sound and decided I had witnessed
enough and once again went back to the den.

	I sat down and tried to pick up my work where I had left it. It was
no use. My cock was demanding attention. It was swollen, not hard, but full
and soft and tempting. I placed my fist around it, squeezed, and leaned
back in my chair and proceeded to fist myself for some relief. My eyes were
closed, as I tried to see again the fisting that Cory had just had and to
bring back the experience that I had once had. I was getting close.

	"Hey, Mr. Laetus, you don't want to waste that, not with my willing
ass available." It was Chris, and he stood in the doorway, fondling his own
pole. He strode over to the desk and cleared off a space. He smiled at me
and said, "You know what I want and you know you're the only one to give me
what I crave." He laid over the desktop and offered up his firm ass to me
to plunder.

	I got up and went around to stand between his spread legs, my
dripping cock rubbing up and down in his ass crevasse. His hole opened as I
placed my swollen glans against it and leaned forward, my greased cock
sliding slowly into Chris's willing anus. I felt his warm wet rectum walls
close around my cock. I felt him clench his sphincter muscle around the
base of my cock. I was fully seated and ready to fuck him. I let my cock
soak in him and reviled at the feeling of heat surround it. Chris moaned
deeply and sighed as his ass became used to my monster cock up his ass
ring. I was really aroused and ready to fill him with my hot load. He asked
in his husky baritone voice to take it slow and get up a steady rhythm. He
wanted to enjoy the feeling of my fat cock sliding in and out of his
stretched rose bud. Chris let out a long moan as my cock pulled out of his
ass, sliding over all those nerve ending in his ass ring.

	I leaned back into his ass cheeks and slid once more deep into
him. "Oh, Larry, only you know how good your fat cock feels up in my
ass. No wonder the jocks like my prick up their ass, it feels so good. Fuck
me, poppa, fuck your cunt boy, make me shoot my wad all over your desk as
you fill my guts with your hot scum. Fuck me good, daddy!"

	I started speeding up and slamming my thighs against his ass cheeks
with a steady slap, slap, slap amidst our grunts and gasps. I could feel
his hard prostate rub against my swollen pecker as it slid back and forth
over its hard nub. I could feel him squeeze his stomach muscles as his
rectum clenched at my full cock shaft as it slid deep up into his rectal
channel. I was panting; beads of sweat formed on my forehead and ran down
my nose to drip onto his masculine back. Chris was voicing one long harsh
"Fuck me!" as I labored over his prone body. It came up out of my balls,
held tight up against my shaft and it exploded up inside of Chris. I
twisted and groaned, and fell onto his back. My hands gripped his
shoulders, as my teeth clenched flesh and sucked hard on it. My hips
pressed hard to his ass cheeks and my orgasm overtook me.

	From somewhere I heard Chris emit a long satisfied cry as he
flooded my desktop with his orgasmic caused spurts of cum juice. We both
laid still, gulping in air allowing our blood pressure to taper off and our
sweating bodies return to normal. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. It
clenched and then softened to rub my back.

	"You okay, Dad? You both look wasted. Man, what a fuck that
was. Cory blew his wad just watching and stroking his pecker." I turned my
head and faced John's large wanker bobbing in front of my face. I raised
off Chris' back and witnessed my cock pull out of his ass ring with a wet
popping sound. I left my glans rest against his pucker and felt it give my
cock little kisses as his sphincter clenched.

	I staggered back, assisted by John, to my chair and sat down. Chris
looked up at me with admiration in his eyes. As he lifted off the desk we
all witnessed the sticky strands of cum stretch between his abdominals and
the cum-covered desktop. I was amazed at how fast these studs recovered and
how much cum they produced. Ah, youth, if they only knew what they
possessed. At least these teen aged studs were enjoying free sex as our
creator meant us to enjoy it, to keep out sexual reproductive organs in top
condition, to learn to love one another; mentally, physically, sexually.

	I looked at these three horned up studs. "Well, I guess its time
for a nice relaxing hot shower! What do you guys say?" I looked at them and
they all broke out in grins and turned to run to the bathroom. Three well
built naked bodies all hit the door at the same time and tussled to get
through to be first into the bath. They were kids again, reduced back to
playful antics and horsing around. I felt my head shaking as I grabbed a
paper towel to clean up the mess on me and my desktop. Chris had left about
two tablespoons of opaque sticky cum wads that had puddle together on the
desk.

	Later, after the boys had soaped, slathered, and romped in the
shower, they decided to ask their parents for permission to stay overnight
with John. I gave my approval, as I never tired of watching these horny
three studs. I smiled as I heard Cory explain to his folks over the phone
that Mr. Laetus would be chaperoning them. Yes, he had enough clothes and
not to worry, he would brush his teeth, twice to make sure. With that done,
the three boys went into John's bedroom to continue their romping and
horseplay.

	I noted a while later that their was a lot of moans, groans, and
sighs of contentment issuing from the room. The boys were settling down
with one final act of sexual relief before huddling to sleep together. I
finished my work, went to look in on them. They were all huddled, locked
spoon style into each other, arms hugging on John's king sized mattress. I
pulled the sheet over their bare bodies and went to my own room.

	Saturday promised to be a lustful day of activity and I wanted to
be well rested.