Date: Fri, 5 Mar 2010 12:51:30 -0600
From: Sean Josh <sandjlikeboyz@live.com>
Subject: josh's summer job 8

This is an explicit fictional account of homoerotic behavior.  If you are
offended by such material or access to it is banned in your community read
no further!

The characters and situations portrayed are purely fictional and
therefor(e) have no fear of catching or passing on STDs.  If you are
sexually active, play safe and use protection.

Comments and criticism of this work are welcome.
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Josh's Summer Job 8


In the hall Billy began sorting through his clothes in anticipation of
departing

"What you up to?"  Josh said seeing his preparations.  "This party ain't
over."

"You can't mean that."

Josh's reaction was swift and powerful.  He pinned Billy to the wall.  His
hard slick cock sandwiched between them.  The smell of sex wafted from him,
and despite any mental reservations Billy may have harbored, he could feel
his own cock begin to harden in response.

"Thought you wanted what mommy got."  Josh hissed in his ear.

Billy shuddered at the thought.  For the second time today he'd watched
Josh deliver a brutal, but obviously satisfying fuck.  This time he was
close enough to touch and taste the couple.

Billy's discomfort was heightened as Josh dragged him naked and erect
through a stranger's house.  Josh obviously knew where he was going.  They
entered a study.  The walls were lined with bookcases.  There was a
fireplace, rich leather armchairs flanked it.  A large walnut desk sat
astride one corner.

Josh adjusted a control above the mantle and flames sprang up among the
ceramic logs in the hearth. He flopped into one of the leather chairs.
Slouching with his legs spread, his low slung egg sized balls dangled over
the edge of the cushion.

"Come suck `em."  Josh offered seeing Billy's interest.

Billy staggered forward.  He'd been having sex with Danny since they were
fifteen, but nothing they had ever done was as intense as tonight had been.
He hefted the sack in his hand.  The bag was smooth and wet.  He remembered
more hair from this afternoon.  For that matter he remembered Josh's legs
being covered by a fine coat of golden hair, now there was none below his
pubes.  He sucked one of the fleshy orbs clean, and repeated the process
with the other.  Josh watched seemingly amused.

"There was..."

"...More hair."  Josh grinned.  "Yeah I used some foam stuff.  Ya like it?"

"Not sure, which way is better."  Billy said pondering the difference.
"Think I'd like it no matter, so long as it was you."

Josh slapped him with his flagging cock.  Then leaned forward and sucked
himself back into a full erection.

"That's amazing."

"Still better when you do it."

"Oh well sure, being somebody else makes it hot and all."

"No Billy.  When you do it."

"I..."

Josh's smile made Billy tremble.

"Turn around and sit on it."

Billy rose to wobbly knees and turned. Josh spread his legs wide as Billy
moved over his lap.

"Spread your butt cheeks pretty boy."

Billy complied.  Josh guided him onto the spot.

"Now fuck yourself on my big cock."

Billy lowered his weight.  The big phallus slid easily into his lubed and
stretched hole.  He experimented rolling his hips, grasping at the tall
pole with his gut, moving slowly to change the angle of entry.  Billy
gasped as the cock grazed his prostate.  Danny was good at finding it, but
that was usually with his fingers, or one of the toys they employed in
pleasuring each other.

"You got a fine pussy."  Josh cooed.

On the next pass Josh rose too meet him.  The sensation made Billy loose
his footing and impale himself fully.  The sudden deep intrusion was
painful.  Billy gut flexed and he tried desperately to regain his feet, but
his overtaxed body left him weak kneed, and his repeated efforts simply
propelled him up and down the steely length.

Josh was delighted.  The boy in his lap was riding his cock with seeming
abandon.  His clutching gut was the hottest hole Josh had ever fucked.  He
wrapped his arms around Billy's waist and got to his feet.  Billy was
pinioned on the cock invading his ass.  Josh strode to the desk and
deposited Billy on its inlaid leather top.  Then he began to hammer the
boy's ass with the same raw intensity Billy had witnessed twice today, but
this was different.

The fucking was brutal.  It hurt as his asshole was stretched within and
without.  At first he simply withstood the assault, moaning and grunting as
the piston fired into him with machine like power and regularity.  Slowly
it changed.  Amid the grinding intensity, and crashing flesh, a new
sensation grew.  It was centered somewhere deep within him.  It made his
body strain, and his gut tighten.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah."  Josh responded.  "That pussy's comin' ta life."

He pulled back and flipped Billy to his back.  He hoisted the boy's legs to
his shoulders before slamming deep into the yielding hole.

"C'mon now bitch."  Josh challenged.  "You're supposed to be part of this
game."

He began his stroke anew.  Billy's gut rippled along his length, sucking
and stroking the fat pole.  He rose up to meet the thrusts `til his tail
ached.  Josh had long since been transfixed.  He'd gotten his nut half a
dozen times today.  He wasn't sure if he could muster another load, but the
intensity of the fuck was orgasmic none the less.  The desktop grew slick
with sweat causing Billy to slide away under the power of Josh's pounding
hips.  Billy had leaked enough spunk on his heaving belly that it looked as
if he'd already cum.  The desk echoed like a bass drum as Josh hammered
into his wanton partner.

"Fuck me.  C'mon stud, fuck my pussy."  Billy raved as the sensation raced
through his veins.

Josh leaned forward and kissed the boy deep and hard.  They came together.
Billy filled the gap between them with hot slick seed, Josh breeding the
boy's ass with each powerful thrust.

At last they lay still.  The crackle of the fire and the sound of their
breathing replaced the cries and rhythms that had just populated the space.
Josh rose and fell back into the desk chair.  He was still hard.  His
glistening meat pulsed visibly, the head a deep purple and leaking a near
steady stream of clear fluid.

Billy dragged himself into a sitting posture.  He could feel cum dripping
from his ass.  His hand rested on a ruler, and he smiled remembering
Danny's demand.