Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2011 11:52:58 -0600
From: rob loveboy <loveboyrob2@gmail.com>
Subject: Jack&Jill-Went-Downhill-12

"Hey Shel, how about Jacky and I returning the favor?" Jill offered.

"Nnnah, that's okay," he replied as he retrieved another bottle of cooler
and gulped half the bottle down trying to eradicate the taste of cum from
his taste buds, "Nasty shit, dudes. If I blow Mark it'll be under strict
conditions not to cum in my mouth!"

Jill and I had a good laugh at that and afterwards Jill renewed his offer to
Sheldon who again refused and plunked himself back in the corner that he had
been banished to earlier and was quick to pass out after finishing his
drink, with his thumb in his mouth. An idiosyncrasy that I was sure he would
have been embarrassed about. We had another laugh over seeing that.

I cuddled under Jill's arm and asked, "Why wouldn't he want a blowjob, I
wonder? I bet he's shy because, ya know, he probably has a teeny-weenie. I
mean he is a tiny guy to begin with so that would make sense and he near
freaked when ya tried to get into his pants!" I reasoned, "Maybe we should
have like... put his mind at ease now that I think about it. -- Remember how
shy I was the first time being naked in front of you?"

Jill mulled that over and agreed it was a possibility and added, "He's not a
very good cock sucker, that's for sure. I think it was 'cause he was too
drunk and scared to let loose. I've had ten year olds that were better at
it than him! Anyways, I really wanted to watch you suck another guy off,
Jacky. I was turned on thinkin' bout it for a while, ya know ... sharing
another guy with ya." he revealed.

I couldn't resist and asked in a jealous tone, "Then why the fuck didn't ya
invite me... ya know...  when you went with Jordie? I regretted saying it
after it spilled from my mouth.

"Jordie? ... Like are you mad at me or something? I was going to tell ya
about it, not like I was trying to keep it a secret from ya! I mean it just
kinda happened, sperm of the moment kinda thing!" he chuckled, "Get it --
sperm of the moment?"

I had to admit that it was funny, "You're a regular comedian, Jillian. A
laugh a minute." I sighed and pinched his nipple hard, "But ya could of
asked me at least. I would have ... ya know, sucked Jordie's cock with ya. I
think he's really nice looking, great body and all."

I went on and told him about my fantasy about Jordie while he fucked me in
the pool. He was shocked at my revelation.

"You mean you actually thought about a three way with Jordie? I can't
believe it! The prude that I learned to love was game for a three way all
along? I'm floored at that, Jacky!" he said with skepticism, "Then why the
fuck didn't ya tell me? Here I was thinkin' that I'd have a hell of a time
talking you into doin' it with Sheldon!"

"Who the fuck are you calling a prude anyway?" I poked him in the ribs and
laughed, "Ya saw me at the rave and I certainly wasn't a prude then, -- give
me a break, asshole! I'm a fucking slut boy now, dude!" I joked, but the
realization that maybe I was becoming one caused me a little concern.

"All-fuckin-right dude!" he trumpeted holding up his hand for a high five.
"I know that I can get Jordie to come over. He's real curious ya know, like
he even asked what it was like to fuck another guy up the hoopster. I'd love
to watch him fuck ya while ya sucked my cock. -- Look, I'm getting a boner
thinkin' about it!"  and that he was.

"Who said anything about letting him fuck me? Maybe I'd throw a fuck into
him while you sucked his cock!" I said all macho like, sending the two of us
into hysterical laughter.

"Jacky... let's fuck our brains out all night long. I wanna suck and fuck
ya, and ... well, maybe ya can find it in your heart to ... ya know, take a
piss on me." he suggested much to my delight except for the piss end of the
deal, but I would to please him and told him so.

"Lets take some Viagra right freakin' now!. I'm going out to score some more
Ex. I think I can get some at that biker bar on Nelson street. I'll be back
in a half hour." he announced excitedly without waiting for me to
respond, pulling on his clothes, "They deal all kinds of shit in the parking
lot!

I located the Viagra and our money and he was out the window like lightning
only to return moments later, his head poked in the window and asking what
the combination was to his bike lock! Then he was back again telling me to
crush up a Viagra and feed it to Sheldon that maybe we could wake him up a
little later after he slept off his drunken slumber. I doubted that he would
join in, but it would be a turn on to have him watch Jill and me fuck. But
then I thought that maybe the Viagra and the Ex would get him horny enough
and who knows...!

I broke a pill in half and crushed it with a cooler bottle into a fine
powder thinking that that would be adequate dosage for such a little guy,
proud of my logical supposition.

Using a wet finger, I dabbed the powder and removed his thumb from his mouth
and inserted my finger. I laughed aloud when he started to suck my finger
like a baby would a soother and repeated medicating him until the last grain
was had been administered. I even thought that if I put my cock in there I
might get a quasi blowjob from him! I made a mental note to tell Jill about
my funny discovery.

Jill came back home about an hour later complaining that he had trouble
scoring because we didn't have enough cash. I was disappointed until he
produced a few tablets.

A beaming smile ensued, "Hope ya appreciate it, I had to blow a fat, greasy,
smelly biker dude in the alley for it! -- NOT!" he exclaimed just when I was
believing him. "I do have my standards ya know! But holy fuck, they charge a
fortune for it and I can get it way cheaper than that!"

We cuddled on the bed watching an old Boris Karloff horror film as both
drugs made their way to their respective areas, above and below! We became
quite giddy, making up lines in the movie, all having a sexual inference of
course.

"What time is it, Jacky?" Jill asked.

"12:30" I replied.

"Oh! ... Well... wake me up when its sixty-nine o'clock, okay?" he giggled.

"My, my, -- how time flies when you're having fun! It's sixty-eight o'clock
already! You blow me and I'll owe ya one!" he looked at me weird like, I had
to explain, "Get it? -- 68 and I'll owe ya one making it... like ... 69?
-- Fuck, you're dense, I laugh at your stupid jokes!"

Next thing I knew, it was definitely the stroke of 69 o'clock! Big hands and
little hands alike made time stand still. Pendulums quit swaying and were
lovingly being polished as we pulled each other's chains, winding each other
up. Tongues exited and fluttered like Cuckoo clock birds, announcing each
second, exploring and lubricating all the erotic intricate parts.


Like a pair of contortionists our arms and legs intertwined as necks and
tongues strained to reach optimum gratifying sensation upon fleshy areas
that I otherwise would have found disgust at the mere thought of. I wanted
to crawl inside his ass hole and lick every interior organ in his beautiful
body!

"Fuck me hard for a while... please, Jillion!" I begged in a whisper.


Wasting no time and only my saliva and his own pre-cum as lubricant he
entered me with urgency doggy style. It hurt, however not near past
experiences. I got what I asked for, each thrust had me screaming
encouragement until my knees betrayed from under me and painfully spread
eagle. Firmly mounted and not losing his momentum his sweaty body fell
heavy upon my back. His arms coiled under my pits, his hands grasped the
back of my neck and with my head planted between his chest and the mattress
as he gyrated and plunged. The bed springs and headboard did their thing,
sounding like a bad orchestra in need of tuning!


With a howl he came a second time that night. I waited for the grand finale,
the final thrust deep inside of me. He laid heavy atop me for a few minutes
catching his breath. I then felt a weird tingling sensation inside me and in
a heart beat knew what it was!

"Jillian what the fuck are you doing up there, asshole? You are one
disgusting pig! Ya know that?" I admonished him.

He only laughed as his urine sprayed my innards and began to flow into
places unknown. The fat, fleshy cork in my rectum contained any possible
leakage of my human induced enema, the urge to shit increased and
became unbearable!

When he had finally voided his bladder and unplugged the drain there was no
chance of self containment for me to run to the bathroom. My rectal muscles
could not possibly close the flood gate so I simply laid there on my
stomach hearing Jill say something about a Yellow Stone Park geyser and
laughing his head off!

"Well what are ya waiting for, Jillian?" I egged, "Ya wanted to be pissed on
so get in there and have a facial!"

Jill responded with a laugh, "I wanna be pissed on, not shit on, dude!
Fucking Jesus you stink and look at our bed now!"

"You ain't seen the worst of it yet, dude! I threatened, "My turn to take a
piss and since the bed is already a fucking cesspool...!"

I stood on the bed between his legs and let my own urine fly. He got what he
wanted and more. I threw myself onto his soaked torso and we kissed so hard
that I thought my lips would bleed, or in the very least, my tongue would be
sucked out in its entirety and swallowed by him!

Exhausted, we came down from our sexual euphoria and laid in the wet bed
holding each other, breathing heavy but far from sexually drained. We just
needed to catch our breath as we had all night and all the next day, and the
next, and the next after that!

I made a comment to the potency of the Ex he had acquired. He agreed and
said that he suspected it was laced with PCP. I didn't know what that was
but holy shit, it was good stuff!

We had a quick shower and stripped the soiled sheets away from the bed. A
plastic liner saved the mattress that grandma thankfully insisted remain in
place long after my bed wetting days, "Just in case, Jacky. Accidents happen
at any age!" she'd say whenever I asked to remove it. Boy, was she right! I
mopped up the puddles of urine and threw a quilt over the bed, not in the
mood to remake it proper. Laundry was definitely on the agenda for Saturday.
I already had mounds of it with Jill's stuff and all.

Jill and I laid down and cuddled again laughing at our unsanitary antics. It
was a snort from Sheldon that brought us back to the present; then another
snort. He sounded like a pig and we laughed over that. I guess we had
forgotten that he was there till then. Jill got out of bed and went over to
him. He shook him and called his name several times. The only reaction was
another snort that had us rolling in laughter.

Jill picked Sheldon up like a rag doll and placed him on his back upon the
bed. He never stirred. I mentioned the funny finger sucking and my thought
of putting my cock in his mouth. He convinced me to try it for
fun, holding Sheldon's shoulders and head forward as I straddled the
little chest and offered my cock to his lips.

Jill squeezed Sheldon's nose until he opened his mouth with another snort
and I fed him half my cock. He sucked it slowly in spurts but his teeth were
sharp and irritating. Jill gave it a try with his flaccid organ and claimed
it was a better blowjob than when he was awake, but reconsidered after a few
moments and compared it to "putting your cock in a meat grinder!" We roared
at Sheldon's unknowing expense.

Jill moved up the bed and sat against the headboard, his tongue  protruded
as he stared at Sheldon laying between his knees. "Strip him naked, Jacky!
he ordered.

"What? -- He's out cold. Lets just lay him back on the floor."

"I said to take his clothes off!" he barked, "He may be drunk and out of it
but we can still have some fun with him."

"Ya don't mean like ... raping him, do ya?"

"If that's how you want to think of it... go ahead!" he shrugged, "I
consider it playing with him. Ya said you'd do another guy with me, well,
here's the opportunity... so strip him!" he barked again.

Startled by his tone, I removed Sheldon's white socks off each foot. That
earlier feeling of foreboded dread washed over me. My hands began to tremble
as I unbuttoned his jeans and slid down the fly.  Jill reached down and
hauled Sheldon up by his under arms to rest against his chest as I
tugged the pant legs. In one unified motion we had them free from his body
and tossed to the floor.

He never stirred an inch as I undressed him, preparing him like a lamb for
slaughter. I tried to block it from my mind but knew that it was inevitable
right then. We were going to rape him!

As I gazed upon his frail and tiny body clad only in a pair of black boxers
that seemed much to large for him, I began to feel a lust. A demented lust
that overpowered my sanity and better judgment, but part of me wanted him to
wake up and run away from his fate.

"Go for it, Jacky! He's a little cock teaser anyway..." I heard in my head,
but not sure if it was Jill's voice or my own demons as I took the waistband
and hauled off the final barrier protecting his modesty.

The Viagra had the desired effect, his cock slapped his hairless groin with
a thud. It was then clear as a bell why he was shy to get naked in front of
us. Thirteen and not a hair peaked where one would assume at least a
spattering of growth should appear! Like my own sparse progression but at
least I had some. However, if anyone was in doubt of his gender they need
only see his genitals. Where he wasn't growing tall and stout, his organs
didn't seem to give a damn!

If I didn't know better I would have thought Jill was having a heart attack
and in need of medical attention when he screamed, "HOLY FUCK, HOLY FUCKIN'
JESUS CHRIST! LOOK AT THAT!"  Sheldon was dropped from Jill's chest like a
bag of potatoes and he moved down for closer inspection, face level to the
hairless crotch. "Fucking nice, yeah fucking nice -- look at that,
... hairless, Jacky!" he said with enthusiasm, like he had just discovered
the gold at the end of a rainbow. He took the hard boy-cock in hand and
worshiped it, I swear he drooled in his excitement. His other hand
cupped Sheldon's balls.

He was surprisingly larger than I ever would have imagined. Perhaps five
inches at best estimate and as thick as a *Ball-Park *Frankfurter. As a
matter of fact that's exactly what it reminded me of. Even in its erect
state the foreskin shriveled and wrinkled at the end, exposing just a hint
of its meaty content until Jill pulled it back and examined it like a kid
dissecting a frog in science class.

"Just the way I like em," he purred as he stroked it lovingly
before sampling the purplish head with his tongue, "clean as a whistle and
uncut! Look at those balls, they gotta be full of cum too, Jacky!" he stated
with awe.

Sheldon's sac wasn't overly long, but well defined acorn size
testis stretched the pink scrotum tight to his groin not unlike my own. Jill
explored them with oral affection, complimenting a very oblivious Sheldon
on his goodies.

Jill switched his attention back to the boy-cock with the hairless groin
and planted a small hickey at the base; his trademark, before administering
the comatose boy's very first blowjob.

I thought it a shame that Sheldon was not aware of how enthusiastic and
appreciative Jill would have accepted his body. Perhaps the night would have
taken a different twist had he not been so... well, ashamed of his lack in
pubic hair growth, the only explanation I could reason for his shyness other
than the whole being naked in public kinda thing.

Jill insisted that I join him in sharing his new found treasure. We passed
the cock for sucking while the other tended to his balls. I found it very
erotic to say the least, especially when we French kissed
with Sheldon's knob between our mouths, again wishing that he was awake to
enjoy it.

I was comfortable in the fact that what we were doing with Sheldon was
playful and innocent fun after all, even when Jill lifted him up by his
ankles like you would change a baby and spread the small bubble butt cheeks.
A tiny wrinkled pink button was exposed which Jill's finger massaged with
tender care.

"Lookie here, Jacky, one-hundred percent ripe virgin cherry waiting to be
picked!" he said as he swabbed his tongue around it, "Get the baby-oil,
cause you're gonna pop his cherry first, -- break him in, then I'm
gonna give it to him!"

My look of shock and fear was received by Jill loud and clear, his tongue
popped out and his glare spoke volumes. Like a zombie I did as I was told
under his spell, as always. His wish, my command and never wavering. One day
he may form his own cult of followers, of which I would become his lead
disciple.

He instructed me to pulverize an Ecstasy tablet as I had the Viagra pill and
feed it to Sheldon's eager finger sucking mouth. Jill applied a generous
amount of baby-oil into Sheldon's rectum using the bottle's squirt nozzle
followed by finger penetration for a  deeper application. I was grateful to
him for his considerations, the drug and the heavy lubricant would ease
Sheldon's pain should he awaken as I was violating him.

Jill positioned Sheldon on his back atop several pillows wrapped snug in the
quilt. "Leverage," I was told as he straddled over top of the boy holding
his bent legs apart and in place tucked within his underarms allowing him
full access to spread the cheeks with one hand and position my slicked cock
proportionately with the other.

I wished for some kind of sudden reprieve. Some kind of intervention from
above; an act of God. Maybe an earthquake or tornado or even a welcomed
intrusion by grandma! Anything that would prevent me from what I was about
to do. Wanting to do it, but not wanting to do it. Good and evil each sat
upon a shoulder trying to influence my direction but it was the power of
Jillian's voice that I succumbed to.

"Push hard, Jacky! Come on... you can do it!" Jill urged, "He's tight as
hell but it'll give way soon enough."

I pushed as hard as I could but found my cock tender to its prolonged
hardness as it penetrated a mere fraction at a time. Jill had me withdraw
and applied more baby-oil into Sheldon as well as my aching erect member. I
pushed again with all my might and his guidance and felt the resistance
easing until I was buried to the base inside Sheldon whom woke up in a
frantic state.

I could hear his yelps of pain but thankfully could not see his face over
Jill's prone body. But what I saw scared me silly! Jill's knees held
Sheldon's shoulders pinned down. He was immobile. We were raping him to the
fullest extent of the law!


Impaled in Sheldon's ass, I remained motionless. It was tight and warm. I
felt his muscles spasm on the base of my cock, in all probability trying to
eradicate the intrusion within. Damn, it felt good as he squeezed!

Jill was sucking Sheldon's cock, his eyes wide and glued to the scene inches
below his face. My hands rested upon his bobbing head, massaging his scalp.
He gave no further instruction to proceed. I pumped Sheldon's tightness slow
and easy and after a short time I felt him relax somewhat. He didn't utter a
word, only whimpered throughout his ordeal until I fiend orgasm to end his
plight, an academy award acting performance!


I pulled out of his ass and moved up to face him pushing Jill away and onto
his side. My first aggressive undertaking towards Jillian that shocked me
and him alike. He glared at me in confusion but he didn't say a word.

Tears rolled down Sheldon's face. I was heart broken and cheek to cheek with
him, I began to bawl myself.

"I'm so sorry, Shel," I cried, almost saying that Jillian made me do it,
"I'm so sorry if I hurt you!"

...to be continued...