Date: Sun, 18 Jan 1998 22:08:46 -0500
From: Sidney Gittler <SidG@compuserve.com>
Subject: Arkansas Vacation

     The following is a work of fiction, totally out of the
fabric of my imagination and I mean no insult to the good people
of Arkansas.  In its original form this story was called North
Dakota Fantasy.  I changed it for climatic reasons, and to honor
Arkansas' past Governors.  Needless to say, if you are offended
by stories involving consensual sex between men and boys, s/m or
are under age please don't go any further.


                          My Arkansas Vacation
                         A fantasy in five parts
                                    
                                    
                                 Part I
                                    
     It was May 1, 1999 and I headed off to celebrate my 48th
birthday.  I never thought it would be in Arkansas.  But who
would have guessed what took place last year.  Trying to increase
tourism they repealed virtually all sex and alcohol laws and
lowered the age of consent to thirteen, ten with the parent's
permission.
     At first there was outrage from across the nation, but as
the hookers, pimps and runaways started disappearing from the
streets the talk subsided.  Only certain newspapers and magazines
would accept advertising from the resorts and clubs that sprang
up throughout the state, but word spread quickly.
     I flew into Little Rock and took my rented convertible
southeast on I30 towards Peckertown.  Appropriately for a town
with that name it had turned into a mecca for boy lovers. 
Driving into town I was bombarded with signs for restaurants
featuring nude waiters.  Starved I pulled into the first one that
looked half respectable.  Not only was the restaurant more than
half respectable all the men were gorgeous and as nude as
possible.  Looking at my waiter made me order two foot long hot
dogs to get my mouth ready.  
     While I was waiting I noticed the busboys.  Boy was the
operative word and they didn't have a stitch on their gorgeous,
smooth, hairless bodies either.  I signaled one to come over.  I
stroked his cock while I asked for some water.  He didn't even
flinch.  
     On his return though he asked where I was staying.
     "The In Boy Inn."
     "What name will you be using?"
     "MC Fogel"
     "See you at ten."
     He wiggled his cute ass as he walked away.  I ate my hot
dogs, found my hotel and checked in.  My suite had a king sized
bed, refrigerator and bath.  Much better than I had anticipated.
     After showering I decided to check out the park.  It had
quickly become famous as a prime cruising ground and I didn't
feel like waiting another five hours to get my pipes cleaned.
     I put on a tank top, shorts and sneakers and headed over. 
It was a beautiful park.  Plenty of shade trees, a big lake, and
lots of bushes for privacy.  After about ten minutes I saw a
teenager, about 15, laying alone under a tree "wearing" a thong
bathing suit.  I lay down next to him, leaned over and kissed
him.  My arm slipped around him and pulled him on top of me.  My
hands caressed his bare ass.  I found a catch on the back of his
suit and released it.  The suit fell free, he raised his crotch
for a second and I got rid of the offending garment.  He stood
up, helped me to my knees, took my shirt off as I pushed my pants
down.  My cock stood rigid as he stuck his rod in my mouth.  
     "If you want to finish this, it'll be twenty bucks."  He
said.
     I put my hand into my pants, pulled out the bill and got to
work. As I sucked him off my hands roamed over his shaved chest
and eventually to his firm buns.  As I continued to suck his cock
my fingers began penetrating his ass hole.
     He pushed my hands away.  "I appreciate the thought," he
said, "but I have a steady customer tonight and I have to save
that for him."
     I complied and shortly was swallowing his cum.  He was nice
enough to finish me off for no extra charge.
     The rest of the day was spent going around to various clubs
around town.  There were many men cruising the boys that papered
the walls.  I knew if my date didn't show there would be plenty
to take his place.
     By a quarter to ten I was back in the room, washed and in my
robe, period.  I had a six pack of soda and a six pack of beer on
the table.  Ten on the nose I heard a knock on the door.  I took
a breath and answered.  He stood there dressed only in an over
long, button-down shirt.  I smiled and let him in.  He pulled my
robe belt as he walked by.  
     I dropped my robe and walked naked over to where he stood. 
We kissed while I slowly unbuttoned each button until the shirt
was hanging open.  As I sucked on each nipple I ran my hands over
his body.  It was as smooth and firm as I had imagined.  Except
for the shoulder length black hair their wasn't a hair anywhere
on his body.  But the object rubbing against my leg did not feel
like a prepubescent cock.
     "How old are you and what is your name?"
     "They call me Lion for the way I chew my meat and I'm a very
legal fourteen.  Where are you from and how long are you in town
for?"
     "I'm from New Jersey and till next Sunday."  I responded as
I slipped the shirt from his shoulders.  As if on cue he stepped
back and turned slowly around.  Away from the din of the
restaurant his was a more relaxed and natural beauty.  My cock
and I couldn't wait any longer.
     I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.  He smiled at
the king sized bed, kissed my hand and headed off into the
bathroom.  Though he left the door open I left him his privacy
and listened from the comfort of the bed.  When he emerged his
skin shone even more.  He walked over to the bed.
     "Before we continue Lion, I have to ask."
     "No you're not my first, no I don't charge but do accept
presents, and if you come up with something I don't want to
do I'll let you know.  OK?"
     I reached over and pulled him on top of me.  Our lips locked
and our tongues met.  We flipped over so he was on the bed and I
started kissing and licking my way down his body.  Every time I
felt his cock it was harder and larger.  Finally my mouth reached
his crotch and I took his balls into my mouth and started licking
them.  He started moaning and thrashing around.  I got nervous so
I tried to pull off but he wouldn't let me.
     "I loved that." Lion said.
     Finally, I moved from his balls to his rod and slowly
swallowed it.  After adjusting my position I started moving up
and down in a slow steady motion.  His thrashing stopped but his
groans became louder.  He started fucking my face and I could
feel his cock starting to throb.
     After a couple more minutes he grabbed my head and forced it
to his balls and shot his load down my throat. 
     "Don't swallow all of it."  He said as I pulled off him.
     I moved up to his face and we frenched again, swirling his
sperm between our mouths.
     When we separated he just smiled.  I flipped his lithe body
over onto his stomach and went down to his nice, firm ass.  First
I just rubbed his cheeks, with a little slap here and there.
     "Spank me, please spank me MC."
     "Are you sure?"
     "Oh yes, it gets my ass so hot."
     I put him over my lap and commenced spanking.  He moans got
louder as his cheeks got redder.  Finally my hand started hurting
so I put him back on the bed and pulled his ass into the air.  I
moved behind him and stuck my tongue between those two rosy
cheeks.  Quickly finding the entrance to his love canal and
wondering at the pureness of the taste.  Pretty quickly though I
wanted more and moved my cock into position.  I leaned over, gave
Lion a kiss on the neck and plunged my rod into his asshole.  His
experienced but tight hole let me in and got a good grip.  I
settled into the saddle and started fucking away.  Lion
maintained his position and soon matched my rhythm.  I really
don't know how long it took but it seemed like no time and
forever before I shot my load up that young ass.
     I pulled out and rolled onto the bed next to him.  He rolled
into my arms and we both fell asleep.
     I don't know how much time passed until I felt him shaking
me.  He had his shirt on and had my shorts and shirt in his hand.
     "You want me to take you home?"  I knew the disappointment
was in my voice.
     "No silly, I'm hungry, always get that way after sex.  Let's
go get some ice cream."
     "Fine, lead the way."
     As we walked through the hotel and down the street you could
see and hear the sounds of sex from all over.  Lining the
streets were teenage boys clothed only in jock straps being
ogled, felt and purchased by other men.
     We finally got to the Big Lick ice cream parlor.  It also
advertised nude waiters and entertainment.
     As we started digging into our sundaes the host came out on
the stage.
     "Gentlemen of all ages we have a treat for you tonight. 
This next act will boggle your imagination.  With no further
delay, The Olson Triplets."
     Three young boys bounced out onto the stage.  I hoped the
owner had the proper papers because I'd be damned if these kids
were ten, much less thirteen.  Lion nudged me.
     "Watch these kids, they're great.  They've been doing it
with each other since they were six."
     The boys took their bows as the curtains moved away from
behind them revealing a huge mirror and different boxes and
apparatus moved in from the sides.
     The first one picked up a whip as the other two dropped to
the floor and pretended to be wild animals.  As the whip cracked
across their backs they snapped toward their brother's cock. 
Finally they knocked him down and threw the whip away.  They
picked him up and led him to the boxes and strapped him into
position.  One walked behind him and the other went up the other
side and put his cock at mouth level.
     The two brothers counted.  "Three, two one,"  and both
inserted their cocks simultaneously.
     As I watched their act I could feel myself getting hotter
and hotter.  It was a hot the ice cream did nothing for.  Finally
the act was over and the boys walked off the stage to loud
applause.  As they brothers walked through the audience men
handed them money and got a kiss in return.  Finally the first
one reached our table.
     I started to hand him a twenty but he waved it away.
     "A friend of Lion doesn't pay."
     "Well, I really enjoyed your performance.  Your ability to
suck and be fucked at the same time is rare in somebody your
age."
     "Lance, would you like to join me and my friend for a trio
when you're finished for tonight?"  Lion asked.
     "This was the last show, lets go."
     "Do you have anything to get, like clothes?"  I asked the
still naked Lance.  
     "Don't believe in them."
     I had a feeling this birthday trip was going to continue to
be something special.
     As we walked back to the hotel I felt more uncomfortable
about Lance's nudity than he did, especially when he rubbed his
body against mine.  But then those were stares of jealousy I was
getting from my peers along the way.
     As soon as we entered the hotel room Lion pulled his shirt
off, grabbed beers and threw one to Lance and me then took one
for himself.  Lion gulped his down and got down on his knees.  He
prowled up to Lance, pounced on him and started chewing on his
cock.  Lance roared with laughter.  The two boys flipped over and
Lance wiggled his baby ass at me.  I accepted the invitation. 
Ripped my clothes off, literally, and started licking at his ass.
     Finally Lance lifted himself off Lion which forced me off
too.  He turned me on my back and got my cock nice and hard with
his mouth.  Then he straddled my cock and slowly took it up his
hole.  When he was all the way down Lion came over and sat on my
face.  I licked his hole while Lance bounced up and down on my
cock.  It was great.  


                                  Part II

     Wednesday was Lion's day off and he suggested we get out of
town and drive to Peckerwood Lake.  We were both dressed in
shorts and identical unbuttoned short-sleeve Razorback baseball
shirts.  As we drove with the top down through an increasingly
rural countryside my boyfriend described what Peckertown had been
like before the law had changed.
     "It was always a small town but half the people left as soon
as the county stopped being dry and the town committee voted to
license the first nude restaurant."
     "The one you work at?"
     "No, actually that one was straight but for some reason the
boys started flocking here and the boy-lovers followed right
behind them."
     "When did you start working?"
     "A couple of years ago, and by the time the owners decided
to go nude I'd figured out I was gay and since my family wasn't
splitting I stayed."
     "What about school?"
     Lion took his shirt off and shook his head letting his long
black mane flow in the wind as we headed around a curve.  "Locals
left, kids coming in weren't interested in school.  Teachers left
because they didn't want to be labeled as pedophiles so the town
closed them.  Any parents wanted their kids to get an education
always sent them to boarding school anyway.  I made it through
seventh grade which is more than half the people around here do,"
he said with some pride.
     Following his directions I turned into a dirt road that led
to the lake.  After handing the guard the $5.00 entrance fee he
looked at the two of us and pointed to the left.  I thanked him
and he grunted.
     "Normal people to the right, sex perverts to the left," I
quipped and Lion roared.
     The lake was lined with thick bushes but every fourty feet
or so there was an opening.  The twelfth one was empty so I
pulled in, grabbed the blanket and picnic basket from the back
seat and followed Lion to the lake's shore.  The bushes had grown
so you couldn't see anybody else on the shore and a swimmer had
to be at least ten feet out before you could really get a good
look.  Lion spotted a man and a couple of teenaged boys swimming
nude back along the lake a little bit.
     I walked behind him and put my arms around his chest, he
looked up and we kissed, long hard and deep.  When we broke we
lay the blanket out, stripped and I laid him down.  I knelt
alongside of him and started feeling every inch of his body with
both hands.  His hairless body flowed under my fingers like
ripples on the lake.  Each time I reached his groin Lion arched
his back and purred.
     After a quarter hour or so I turned him over on his stomach. 
I leaned down and kissed the nape of his neck and proceeded to
give him a thorough massage.  It started out as a prelude to sex
but he really needed it.  Every single muscle was tensed up, of
course I'd found the same condition in other waiters and busboys
I'd dated.
     When I finished, I lay down next to him.  Lion blew me a
kiss and fell asleep.  I watched him for a couple of minutes,
then closed my eyes.
                                   *****
     A gentle shake and a kiss woke me sometime later and I
looked up into my lover's eyes.
     "I'm hungry, let's eat."
     "What?"
     "Maniac," he said with a grin.  "First food, then a swim,
then sex."
     "Your the waiter, serve."
     "I'm a busboy not a waiter, besides it my day off.  You do
it."
     "All right," I said trying to mimic his accent as I reached
for the basket.
     "Don't even try it Marc.  It took my daddy ten years to get
close after he moved here.  And he was younger than me."
     I almost asked him about his family between bites but
decided if he wanted to tell me he would.  You never know how
someone will react to a personal question, especially a gay
fourteen year old boy.
     Lion ate two roast beef sandwiches, a bag of chips and a Bud
Light.  I matched him and we got into a belching contest which I
easily won.  A lot more experience.  When we stopped belching and
laughing I took him in my arms and held him tight.
     I had come down on vacation looking for a good time.  Sex,
partying, sex, relaxing and some more man-boy sex.  I started
wondering if I had found something more but pushed the thought
out of my head.  I couldn't bring Lion home with me, and the idea
of my relocating was preposterous.
     Or was it?
     I threw the idea out the window and kissed Lion.
     Once in the water we swam laps for a while and then started
splashing.  Splashing turned into grabbing.  Grabbing truned into
beautiful wet sex.
     It started simply as groping as we passed near each other. 
We swam slower, more in rhythm and groping turned to stroking
body parts and then to fondling.
     I watched Lion swim a few yards away turn, take a deep
breath and dive under the surface.  I felt something biting my
dick and I tried jerking it away but for a few seconds it
wouldn't let go.  Finally it released me, and Lion poppled up two
inches from my face, out of breath but with a wicked grin.
     "You scared the shit out of me boy!"
     "I did?"
     He dove under again and I felt a tongue at my ass.  He
popped back up and shook his head.
     "Liar, liar, you did not shit in the middle of the lake."
     "Call me a liar will you?  For your punishment I'm going to
fuck your ass right here and now," I snarled.
     "Right here in the middle of the lake?  Cool."
     He turned and I stuck first one finger and then two fingers
up his butt to loosen him up.  Though God knows it hardly needs
it.  Finally I moved him into position.  It was tougher than I
thought trying to get his ass down low enough and keep his head
up over the water.  Once in I started some long slow strokes that
had him moaning.
     From somewhere behind me somebody said, "Holy shit!"
     I turned my head and saw the two boys and the man Lion had
noticed earlier swimming over.
     The first boy went under and swam around us.  "He's really
fucking him in the middle of the lake.  Hot damn."
     "You want to try it Billy Jeff?"  The other boy asked.
     "If its OK with Sheriff Waters its fine with me," Billy Jeff
answered.
     The man laughed, "Shit, if you pull this off you two may
never get out of jail, but I sure would like to see you try."
     "OK Albert get over here," Billy Jeff said.
     "Fuck no, you've been screwing me for over four years now,
this is my turn to fuck you."
     Billy Jeff frowned, and I thought he was going to back out. 
Typical of kids who are used to being tops.
     Finally he nodded, "Look you can fuck me first if I can do
you second."
     "Fair enough."
     The bald man swam over to us as the two teens got into
position.  I continued fucking Lion as I felt the man's  hand on
my shoulder.
     "You really the sheriff?"  I asked.
     "Sheriff Reginald Waters but you can call me Whitey, and
don't worry I'm out of jurisdiction."
     "He's fourteen, and I didn't think I had anything to worry
about anyway."  I stopped talking as a low moan escaped from
Billy Jeff.
     "Oh yeah Albert, that feels good, fuck me nice and slow."
     "Your ass is so tight Billy, feels so good.  I'm going to
make this last."
     At this Lion clenched his chute around my cock and brought
me over the edge.  It was a long climax which resulted in my
sperm floating to the surface of the lake.  When my cock relaxed
Lion swam over to the two boys and started feeling them up.
     I turned to the Sheriff, "What are those two in for?"
     "Vagrancy, kept finding them sleeping in the alleys and
can't have that.  That was almost sixty days ago and I've got to
let them go soon, but man they've been hot to fuck.
     We turned back and I looked around for Lion then realized
that the black blob behind Albert was his head.  He was fucking
Albert's ass as he hung on for dear life.  Albert was speeding up
his strokes the more Lion fucked him and started moaning louder
and louder.  I looked toward the shore and saw a bunch of other
couples either watching or swimming out to join us.  A boy about
fifteen swam in front of Billy Jeff and backed onto his cock. 
Another who had to be the first's older brother started fucking
Lion.
     I felt a surge of jealousy tinged with anger and
protectiveness but just then Lion let out a roar of happiness so
I stayed quiet.  It wasn't much longer before Albert shot his
load which started a chain reaction and as they finished shooting
they seperated and started floating on their backs.  When the
five boys were in a line a round of applause broke out from the
audience.  I just stood and smiled at Lion who grinned ear to
ear.
     We headed back to the shore and seclusion.  Lion took two
more cans of beer out of the cooler and flipped one to me.  "I
hope you didn't get upset when I joined those two."
     "A little when that kid started fucking you but you seemed
to be enjoying it."
     "You've got to understand, us kids have developed a very
casual atitude towards sex and usually don't think about
relationships very much.  Shit I've got to take a piss, I'll be
right back."  
     I thought I'd seen a blush there, and I didn't think it was
about bladder control.  The thoughts I'd been having about him
and me came back.
     

                                 Part III
                               
     It was Saturday morning and movement in the bed woke me.  My
eyes opened to see Lance's "12yo" naked butt head off to the
bathroom, he always woke up with a piss hardon.  I looked over at
the clock, it was just after 9AM on the last full day I would be
spending in the boy sex capital of the world, Peckertown,
Arkansas.  I shook Lion's shoulder, he had to start work as a
nude busboy at eleven.  The fourteen year old beauty shook the
only hair on his body away from his eyes, groaned and gave me a
kiss.
     "How are you this morning?"  I asked returning the kiss.
     "Too warm and comfy to get out of bed, but it's time."
     I started to say something but Lance chose that moment to
walk into the bedroom unfolding one of my polo's.  "Hey Marc, is
it OK if I borrow this today?"
     "Look darling, the little one is learning to wear clothes." 
I said.
     "Look, I hate to wear clothes but its raining out and if I
get sick then all three of us don't work and all three of us
starve."  Lance looked like he was going to say something else
but he looked at Lion.  "See you guys at the last show tonight,
bye."  And was out the door.
     Lion jumped out of the bed, "Don't you dare call me darling,
especially today."
     "I'm sorry, but."
     "Don't sorry me, your leaving first thing tomorrow and Lance
and I will be nothing more than a fond memory you can't tell your
friends about."
     I saw tears forming in his eyes and reached out for his hand
but he pulled away.  "I wanted to talk to you about that."
     "Yeah right, my coming to live with you in New Jersey, well
the answer's no, this is my home and I'm staying here."
     "Actually, I was thinking of moving here, if you'd live with
me."
     "Yeah right, your a little too old to work the streets."
     "I'm serious, I'm an accountant, I can always get work.  You
kids are going to need someone to do taxes, watch your money for
when your too old to work the streets."
     "You see how fucking hot its been?  Wait until July when the
temperature and humidity get way up there."
     I paused for Lion to calm down.
     "Too hot to fuck?"
     "Never to hot for that," he said with a smile.  Lion got
back into bed and reached for my cock.  I returned the favor and
it was a half hour before another word was said.
     "Can I have an answer?"  I asked as I spread our cum around
on my chest."
     Lion bent down and licked the cum, "Come to the restaurant
at nine when I'm finished, we'll eat, talk, and come to a
decision then.  Now let's get dressed and you can drive me there
so I'm not late."
     
     Pulling away from the Tasty Buns restaurant I was both tired
and hungry.  Hunger won out, especially with supper ten hours
away.  I remembered seeing the notice for a special Saturday
lunch at the Little Leather Club but decided that I wasn't in the
mood for that scene.
     Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the light spanking with Lion,
and the fake whip play that Lance and his brothers use in their
act.  Yes, I even came twice while watching the serious S&M play
that the youngens had engaged in at my first visit to the club.
I'd even fantasied about a private session with Benjy, the ten
year old star of the club.  
     For the closing act he had come strutting on stage, shaved
head gleaming in the spotlight, wearing a leather vest, leather
briefs and thigh high leather boots.  In his left hand he carried
a bull whip, cracking it in all directions as he paraded around
the stage.  He was followed by two boys encased in latex except
for their eyes and nose.  They were dragging a naked boy who they
hung by his wrists, feet just off the ground.  Benjy put his face
inches from the slave's.  From my angle I thought I read his lips
asking the boy if he really wanted to go through with the act. 
The boy nodded and Benjy stepped and nodded.  One of the latex
covered boys shoved a five inch dildo down the hanging boy's
throat and strapped it in place.
     Benjy went to work with his bullwhip and I swear it was
magical.  He worked that whip from the nape of the neck to the
soles of the swaying boy's feet for at least fifteen minutes. 
Never hitting the exactly the same stroke twice.  At some point
the bleeding piece of flesh passed out.
     Someplace along the line I grabbed my personal slave and
pulled him onto my lap and with one hand finger fucked him while
the fingernails on my other hand raked his back.  I could feel
his cock ringed cock rubbing against my leg as he moaned with
pleasure.  
     For the finale Benjy let the whip snake around the boy's
front, first from the right, then twice from the left.  After the
second he pulled the whip back turning the limp body.  Blood was
streaming from each nipple and the end of the whip encircled the
cock.  Benjy played with the whip and within seconds the
unconscious boy shot a humongous load.
     As I said, hot as hell but not what I'm in the mood for
right now.  What I did was go to a downtown restaurant, pick up
the local newspaper and read the help wanted and real estate ads. 
Not many of the first, plenty of the second.  After eating I
parked back at the In Boy Inn and headed over to the park.
     Even though it was still overcast the park was full of
scantily clad boys strutting their wares.  I strolled through the
park admiring the scenery until I spotted two boys having a
catch.  Despite the fact that all they were wearing were thongs
the normalcy of it struck me.  As I approached I realized that
they were identical twins, down to their waist length blonde
hair. 
     I had found my afternoon's entertainment.
     Mark and Mike were thirteen and a half and adjusting from
the San Fernando Valley to a town with less people than their old
school.  Their step-mother had purchased one way bus tickets for
them the day Gov. Payton had signed the bill.  Her last words:
     "Your father and I are moving tomorrow and were getting an
unlisted phone."
     I found this out while I was playing with their thongs and
they were undressing me in a secluded area of the park.  As soon
as we were all naked they knelt, one working on my cock, the
identical tongue digging into my asshole.
     I stroked each of their blonde manes and necks as they
worked on my body.  When I felt close to shooting I picked the
one in front and brought him to my mouth.  Between Mark's mouth
and Mike's tongue my rod stayed rigid.  With a slight touch Mark
turned around, bent over at his waist and spread his legs so I
could see his rosebud spreading open for me.
     Mike didn't miss a beat, or should I say lick, as I bent
over and started rimming his brother.  As I lubed up Mark's sex
chute with my tongue I reached through his legs and grabbed his
prick.  For boys that young it was huge, and if they were truly
identical, I wanted one in me.
     I stood up and pulled Mark into position.  "OK Mark, I'm
going to fuck your hot ass now.  Mike, you lubed my hole up nice
and I want you to fuck me with your boy meat."
     "Cool dude," they said in unison.
     As I penetrated Mark I felt Mike entering me.  Once the
sandwich was complete we took a breath, and then got down to
work.  I let Mike set the pace and I picked up his slow humping
motion into Mark's tight butt while I slowly stroked his cock. 
After a few minutes we realized that despite the secluded area of
the park we had drawn a crowd of other boy whores.  One boy, who
had to be the shortest one I'd seen moved my hand away and
started sucking on Mark's cock.  At a gasp from behind me I
turned my head and realized that another boy was now fucking
Mike, and the chain was quickly growing until there were ten boys
behind me, and one had actually started fucking the boy sucking
on Mark.  I prayed they all didn't expect to be paid for this. 
The realization of what was happening drove me over the edge and
I shot my load into Mark's butt.  I couldn't pull out though and
the motion kept me fucking as my cum seeped out of his hole.  I
looked around as best I could and there were boys fucking and
sucking all over the place, besides the ones in the chain.
     Needless to say this got me hot and hard again fast.  I
leaned back and brought my mouth to Mike's and we kissed.  Our
tongues dancing tight together.  Suddenly he pulled back and
yelled, "I'm coming, I'm filling your hole with my boy cum."
     And he did, simultaneously Mark shot his load into the
little boy's mouth and his butt tightened as a reaction and
brought me back over the edge and I replaced the cum that had
dripped out of his hole, and more.
     Within minutes everybody in the chain had shot their loads
and we collapsed on the floor, watching the other couples finish
their sex acts.  There was one trio who must have read one of
those weird sex position books because I'd never seen it before
and God only knows I couldn't begin to do it at my age.
     I was leaning back on the twins, playing with their hair
when a pair of hands covered my eyes.
     "Guess who?"
     "Lance?  What are you doing here?"
     He climbed into my lap, he was back to being naked, and
brought his mouth to mine.  "I saw you head back here with my
friends and decided to arrange a special going away event for a
very special man."
     "You arranged this?"
     He nodded and gave his killer smile.  I brought him close to
me and held him as one does a close friend.  "Just wait till
tonight and we'll really celebrate."
     Lance kissed me, deeply, intimately, deeper and closer than
we had ever before.  "I'm sure we'll have a lot to celebrate. 
Now I've got to get to work and you've got to go wash up before
your dinner date."
     We kissed, he left, I spread around the three hundred
dollars I had left in my wallet, silently thanking whoever had
invented cash machines, and went back to the inn.


                                  Part IV

     I'm with the boys in the park, lying naked on the grass, the
cookie in the center of a circle jerk.  The two valley boys,
identical twins Mark and Mike, their long blond hair wafting in
the breeze were on either side of me, twenty other boy whores
circled around me.  They were all stroking their hard pricks,
reaching over to their neighbor and playing with their nipples or
butts.  More boys came, every boy in Peckertown must have been
there, whore or not.  Lion arrived and squatted over my mouth and
I started eating his ass, the sweetest tasting butthole I had
ever tasted.  Lance arrived with his brothers and took my cock
into his asshole.  The boys in the second row started fucking the
ones jerking off around me.
     I hear a cracking noise and the boys at my feat separate and
Benjy from the Little Leather Club comes into view complete with
bullwhip and leather outfit.  Except this time with a six inch
long thick cock sticking through the fly.  Attached to a
metal dog leash, and crawling behind Benjy, was the boy he had
whipped during the show.  The dried blood caked his body, his
engorged cock and balls tied off so tight the dog boy would never
be able to piss much less cum.
     "Turn around and sit doggy, this is for men not dogs." 
Benjy said as his lashed his pet's back once for emphasis. 
Without a sound the dog, I mean boy, did as ordered.  Benjy
started to lift his whip.
     "Put it down bro, you don't use it on Marc, ever."  Lion
whispered and the whip hit the ground.  
     "No sweat bro, now lets cover this guy with boy cum."  Benjy
said and laughed as he began stroking his cock.
     Within moments cum began flying out of cocks everywhere, and
not a drop missed my body.  When a boy in the front row finished
the one fucking him pulled out and shot his load all over me.
     From out of nowhere a bell rang and as I turned my head all
the boys vanished.
     It was the phone next to my bed at the In Boy Inn.
     "Hello?"
     "Sir, you have a message.  Lion said for you to wear proper
clothes for dinner tonight and to arrive promptly at 9:05, not
any earlier."
     "Thanks, what time is it anyway?"
     "Eight, that's when he told me to give you the message."
     "Thanks again, remind me to tip you when I see you."  I got
out of bed and headed for the shower, wishing it was both loads
of boy cum I was washing off of me and not just the one.

     I pulled into the empty parking lot of the Tasty Buns
restaurant, checked my hair in the rear view mirror and got out. 
Checking my clothes I knocked on the front door and waited.  I
saw the cashier walking up and waved.  He too had changed from
his work clothes to a long shirt and long pants.
     "Aaron, you look good dressed up.  I hope Lion told you I
was meeting him for dinner here?"
     "Sure, come in, your the last to arrive."
     "I don't understand?"
     "I didn't think so, follow me back to the kitchen."
     I fell in behind him, admiring his butt as we walked, but
mostly confused.  We walked through the swinging doors and past
the kitchen into a small dining room.  A couple not much older
than myself were working the stove, a girl walked in followed by
two boys.  
     For a second I didn't recognize them.
     "Lion, is that you?  And is that who I think it is?"   
     "Excuse me Marc, in this house it's Daniel not Lion."  He
said as he reached up to kiss me on the cheek.  "This is my
brother Aaron, my sister Kristen, and yes this is my brother
Benjamin, the star of the Little Leather Club."
     "Wow, I had a dream this afternoon, I'll tell you the
details later, but you were both there and called each other
'bro', wild guess wasn't it?"
     Lion smiled, "And these are my parents, Elija and Francis
Jorgenson."
     "Pleased to meet you Mr. & Mrs. Jorgenson.  You have quite a
bunch of sons.  Especially Daniel, I do care for him a lot."
     "Please Marc, call me Elija and welcome to my home.  Sit and
join us for supper, we'll talk over dessert.  Daniel, show your
friend to his chair."
     "Yes papa, Marc, here next to me."
     Supper was long, filling and delicious.  Over the first four
courses I learned about the family and Peckertown, Ak. 
Over the fifth I told them everything about me.  Including the
fact that I got myself tested regularly and I was HIV-. 
     Finally Kristen brought out a large chocolate cake, a smile
crossing her face, "This is my first attempt at an old family
recipe.  I begged mama to let me try it for this special
occasion."
     "I'm sure you did it honor Kristen."  Her father replied.
"Now Marc, Daniel tells me that you want to move here and
live with him."
     "Yes sir, I know it sounds weird, and there's a huge
difference in our ages, but for the first time I've met someone I
connect to on a more than physical basis.  God, that sounds so
great to say," I blushed.  "I hope your not embarrassed or
offended."
     "Of course not, if we were we would have moved away from
here after the law was signed.  As many of our neighbors did.  It
fills my heart with joy to hear you talk like that about Daniel. 
Now let my husband continue," Lion's mother replied.
     "Thanks honey.  You told us you were an accountant with some
hotel and restaurant clients back in New Jersey.  You also told
Daniel that you wanted to set up practice here, to help the
newcomers take care of their money, etc."
     "Yes, with the boys I've met and seen since I've been here I
can tell there's a need.  The boys in the park, I guess most of
the ones at the Leather Club, they're going to need help along
the line."
     Elija looked around the table, everyone nodded.  "As you may
have guessed we own this restaurant, we also own the In Boy Inn,
the Little Leather Club and another hotel that's remained closed. 
My wife and I are looking for someone to help us run the
operation.  The kids are good and smart, but even Aaron is only
sixteen.  We'll give you a good salary and benefits.  Even buy a
house for you and Daniel to live in."
     I looked over at Lion, "Is this what you want?"
     He hooked my head and brought it to his mouth and we kissed,
kissed deeply for a long, long time.  "If it wasn't what I wanted
you wouldn't be here."
     I kissed him back, "Yes, I accept.  I have to fly back
tomorrow, give two weeks notice at the firm and I'll be ready to
drive back in three weeks.  Be ready to work in four."
     "Great, and Daniel, if its OK with your new boss you have
our permission."
     "Permission for what?"
     "I fly home with you, stay with you and drive back with
you.  I know we'll have to be a lot more careful once were out of
the state but at least we'll be together."
     "Of course, of course I want you with me.  I'll call the
airport right away."
     "I ordered my son's tickets this afternoon.  I have faith
in his judgement,"  Mr. Jorgenson said.
     "I hope I live up to it.  And I've got an idea for that
empty hotel."
     Daniel looked at the clock, "Marc, its almost midnight,
we've got to get to the Big Lick for Lance's last show."
     "Go ahead, have a good time," the boys' mother said.
     "Thank's Francis, dinner was fantastic.  Kristen the cake
was delicious.  Elija, I'm honored."
     "Can I come with you?"  Benjamin asked.
     "As long as your dressed like that, no leathers."  Lion
answered.  "You want to come Aaron?"
     "Sure."
    
     The four of us piled into my car and headed downtown.  Lion,
Daniel, good grief I keep going back and forth between the two
names, snuggled next to me.  I glanced in the rear view mirror
and saw Benjy showing Aaron the leather vest underneath his
regular shirt.  They escorted us to a table by the stage.  We
ordered large gooey ice cream sundaes and as soon as we had our
orders the lights dimmed.
     Big Sol, the owner, came out and the crowd quieted down. 
"Gentleman, I've finally stopped saying and ladies,"  the crowd
roared, "before I introduce the stars of our show I want to
introduce a local star on a rare night off, Benjy of the Little
Leather Club."
     Benjy stepped to the stage and the crowd went wild shouting
"strut it", "whip it", and similar exhortations.  He raised his
hands, "Friends, thanks, but let me introduce my friends, the
stars of the show, The Olson Triplets."   
     Lance, Richie and Bobbie ran naked onto the stage to a roar
of applause and went up to Benjy.  Richie handed Benjy his whip
while his two brothers ripped Benjy's shirt off revealing the
leather vest.  Benjy waved the whip in the air as Lion shook his
head.
     The triplets fell to their hands and knees and started
prowling around Benjy.  They clawed at his pants, finally opening
the buttons and pulling them down revealing his leather briefs. 
Benjy kicked his loafers and pants off and roared.  This was his
element.  Under different circumstances he might have been a
child actor, probably put Caulkan to shame.
     He stalked the triplets, the whip glancing off their backs
without leaving a mark.  He was an artist.  Looking around I saw
most of the men working on their cocks as their ice cream melted. 
Back on stage Lance and his brothers had tackled Benjy and were
pulling his briefs off.  The crowd gasped at the six inch cock on
the ten year old.  Benjy stood and Lance kneeled before him and
started sucking on the man-sized boy cock while Bobbie ate
Benjy's ass and Richie worked on Lance's ass.
     "Lion, I need some help, get up here."
     I pulled his shirt off, undid his pants, kissed him and
pushed him on his way.  Richie left Lance's ass and finished
stripping Benjy's older brother, then started licking him from
toe to head, carefully avoiding the groin.
     "Have you ever watched them like this?"  I whispered to
Aaron.
     He shook his head, "I've seen Daniel at the restaurant of
course, and Benjamin in his leathers at home, but never like
this."
     "You've never seen his show?"
     Aaron shrugged, "I'm the straight one in the family and S&M
isn't my thing anyway, but my baby brother loves it."
     On stage Lance was fucking Benjy who was fucking Bobbie who
was fucking Lion who was fucking Richie while jerking the triplet
off.  Lion had to bend his knees a bit to avoid lifting the
"twelve" year old off the stage.  As if on cue the five
separated, came to the front of the stage and shot their loads
all over me and Aaron.  You could hear the loads shooting from
all over the place in response.  Almost a minute passed and the
audience rose and gave the boys a standing ovation.  My soon to
be employees waved and left the stage and sat back down with us. 
The Olson Triplets headed into the audience to collect their
tips.  It took them almost an hour to get to our table, each one
taking one of our laps, except for Aaron who settled for Lances's
legs.
     "That was great," Bobbie panted, "most tips we've pulled in
in a while.  Thanks guys."
     "No problem, now Lion has something to tell you."
     Lion told them about my, our plans, and they were ecstatic. 
As the seven of us walked back to the In Boy Inn Benjy asked
about my dream and I gave them all the details.

     When we got back instead of heading to my suite they guided
me to the hotel's showroom.  Lion took my hand and led me into
the center of the darkened room, I could feel the mats under my
feet.  I started to ask him what was happening but suddenly a
spotlight shown on the corner and there came the twins carrying a
birthday cake.  As my mouth dropped the lights came on and shouts
of surprise filled the room followed by a chorus of Happy
Birthday.  As my eyes adjusted to the light I saw the room filled
not only with all the guests from the hotel but every boy whore
who had been at the park, some of the boys from the Little
Leather Club and others I didn't even recognize.
     "Happy Birthday Marc."  Lion said.
     "Thanks Daniel,"  I said as I picked him up in my arms, "I
love you."
     Our mouths met, our tongues danced, my knees buckled and we
lay down on the mat.
     "Hey Marc, you've got to blow out the candles."  Somebody
yelled.
     "Do it for me, I've got something else I'd rather blow."
     I lay Daniel down on the mat.  I liked Daniel better than
Lion, its more real.  I started licking his feet, as I worked up
his legs I noticed that the party was in full gear.  Men and boys
were pairing up, although sometimes pair wasn't the right word,
and getting into it.  The slaves knelt before Benjy who released
them for the evening.  Benjy then headed over to Mark and Mike
and led them to the corner.
     As I tongue bathed my love's torso I heard a moan come from
that corner.  We both turned our heads and saw the slave master
taking the two huge boy cocks up his asshole simultaneously.  The
identical twins were working their identical cocks at the
identical speed up one tiny boy asshole.  
     The sight of that ended the licking and I dove right at
Daniel's throbbing rod.  I started by licking the precum from his
slit, my tongue working inside his penis.  My tongue worked down
the underside until I reached his balls, I inhaled them into my
mouth, my tongue bathing them, cleaning the sweat off.  
     Daniel pulled me off his tight nuts and put his cockhead
against my lips and growled.  As I swallowed his prick he gave
out a long, loud roar.  
     The roar of a victorious lion.  
     Now over the course of the week the two of us had had a lot
of sex and this was the hottest I had ever seen him.  His cock
seemed bigger than ever, a man's cock.  When I felt him getting
close I pulled off.
     "Fuck me, take me like you've never taken me before my
love."
     Daniel flipped me over on my back and his face was an inch
from mine.
     "Say those two words again."
     "My love."
     "Again."
     I drew him to me, "My love, I love you Daniel."
     "Will you love me when I'm twenty."
     "I'll love you when your fifty."
     "I love you too Marc, I'll love you when your eighty-six."
     "Say it again."
     "I love you."
     "Prove it."
     He lifted my legs over his shoulders, rammed his cock home
and started pounding my ass.  It wasn't a long fuck, but it was a
great one.  His cum spurting and spurting all the way up my love
canal till I almost tasted it.
     Finally he pulled out of me and stood up.  Looking around I
saw Mark and Mike on each side of me working their cocks, they
were joined by every other boy at the party.  Benjy was at my
feet, hell everybody was at their appropriate place.  My dream
was coming true.
     Actually, it was better than the dream.


                                  Part V

     Sometime during the night Daniel and I, still got to get
used to Daniel, went up to my room and Aaron and Benjy took
another.  We lay down, hugged, kissed and fell asleep in each
others arms, only to be woken immediately by a knocking on the
door.
     At least it seemed like that but then I saw the sun was
shining so at least a few hours must have passed.  "Coming," I
yelled as I shook my love's shoulder.
     I opened the door to see a small hysterical boy.  I knelt
and took him into my arms and looked up to see an older one,
tears rolling down his cheeks as well.  I stood with the little
boy in my arms and put the other arm around the other.  By this
time Daniel was out of bed and running over.
     "Aaron, what happened?  Mom, Dad and Kris OK?" 
     "They're OK Danny, its one of the boys at the club, he died
last night at their quarters."  He turned to me, "We've never
lost a slave before."
     "Its my fault, its my fault."  Benjy screamed, "my fault, I
shouldn't have said yes."
     "Andrew?"  Lion said.
     "Yes, I knew how sick he was, I should never have said yes."
     "Bro, he had full blown AIDS and his liver and kidneys were
failing.  He asked you, begged you, to do that one last act so we
could take pictures and send them to those fucking asshole 
parents of his.  He was going to die soon anyway, ready to die,
you gave him his revenge."  Daniel whispered.
     "I know, I know, but I've..."
     "Aaron get dressed and bring his clothes down.  Benjy, I'm
going to put you on the bed while we get dressed and then we'll
go down and see Andrew gets his wish.  OK?"
     He nodded and curled up on the bed.  I couldn't take my eyes
off him while I dressed.  The young man I had seen always in full
command, reveling in his role as slave master had reverted to the
truth, a ten year old boy.  Aaron walked in and gently dressed
his baby brother.
     They directed me to the closed hotel and then around back to
a long dormitory.  Benjy walked to the front and opened the door.
     "I'm here my slaves, come to me, cry with me."
     On mass forty boys rushed up and knelt before Benjy, crying,
hands reaching.  I recognized my waiter from that fateful lunch. 
The four of us sat on the floor and reached out to comfort and
reassure.
     "Take me to Andrew."  Benjy finally said and as one the boys
stood and led us past a long row of bunk beds to the lone single
bed in the rear.  Daniel walked over and removed the blanket.
     "Here's the camera master."  One of the boys said, "will you
take the pictures.  Fulfill his last wish?"
     "Yes Paulo, lets do it and then we'll arrange for a proper
funeral."
     I stood silently and watched while Benjamin started taking
the pictures.  It was clear that Andrew had never washed the
blood off after that show at the Little Leather Club.  From this
close his face revealed the ravages, not just from the whipping,
but the diseases that had taken his life and future.  Two of the
slave boys gently turned the body over and Benjy finished the
roll with pictures of the welted, bloodied back.  He handed the
camera to Aaron and turned Andrew over onto his back and kissed
his forehead before covering him up.
     "Andrew is at peace now.  He is with God, a God that will
understand his life and forgive him his sins and praise his
goodness, as he will ours.  I made a promise to Andrew and it
will be kept.  There are a few more of you who are very sick as
well.  We'll try and keep you healthy and alive but when the time
is near, if you wish something it will be done.  You are not just
slaves to me and my family but real people that we care for.  Let
us pray in silence for our friend Andrew."  Benjy bowed his head.
     A couple of minutes later Elija and Francis Jorgenson, the
boys' parents, walked in.  Francis put her arms around her
youngest son.
     "My children, you are all my children, this is a sad day but
a day that spells blessed relief for Andrew.  He is free of the
diseases, and the pain they caused him."  She paused, "now step
back please so the men from the funeral home can take his body
and we will give him a proper funeral.  We will close the club
and all of you may attend."
     "Thank you Mrs. Jorgenson," one of the boys said, "I, we
thank you for all you've done for Andrew and us.  I wish I could
see his folk's face when they get the pictures."
     "Lion, in the trunk is my pad could you get it for me."
     "Sure Marc, what's up?"
     "I think a letter should go with the pictures.  Now let them
take the body while I think."
     By the time Lion returned they had removed the body and I
was ready.
     "I'll talk as I write so you all know how I'm going to twist
the knife in their souls.  Now do you know his last name?"
     "McMartin."  Paulo replied.
          "Dear Mr. & Mrs. McMartin
               It is with little regret that I inform
          you of your son Andrew's death.  I am
          enclosing some pictures of his corpse taken
          shortly after death.  Your son was a good
          slave.  I bought him at auction only a few
          months after you kicked him out of his home.
          He was a lovely boy at the time but the time
          in my factories and mines took everything
          from him.  He was a good worker, most of the
          time.  Whether it was working in the foundry,
          the coal mines or as a sex toy he always
          tried to please.
               Unfortunately he violated a cardinal
          rule and I sentenced him to death.  First a
          half hour under the lash and then I ordered
          my other slaves to fuck his ass and mouth
          until he died. In his last hours he gave a
          lot of pleasure to his fellow slaves, and for
          that you should be proud.
               Don't worry about his body, I had it
          tossed into the blast furnace for fuel. 
          There are no personal effects to send you,
          since as my slave he had none.
          Respectfully,
          SL"
               "SL?"  Lion asked
     "Simon Legree, a famous slave master in fiction."  Aaron
answered, "Marc, I hope that drives them mad.  But is it safe to
mail it from here?"
     "No, I'll give you another address and a note.  Put
everything in an envelope and stamp it and then send it and the
note to my friend, he'll mail it from far away from here.
     "Lion, if we're going to catch our plane we have to pack and
get going.  Unless you want to stay and help your brother through
this?"
     "No, go Danny, I'll be fine, besides Aaron, Mom and Dad will
be here."
     Lion gave Benjy a hug, "I'll call you tonight when I get
there.  I'm proud of you."

     Daniel led me into my hotel room, turned, raised his arms. 
"Hold me," he whispered.
     I took my love into my arms, kissed the tears running down
his cheeks.  I stared into the truth, the man I loved was
fourteen years old.  I thought this over as we held each other
tight, and then I did the only thing I could.
     I tilted his head up and said.
     "I love you with all my heart."
     "Truth?"
     I nodded.
     "I was scared, scared that I would lose you over this."
     "Just the opposite, seeing how you and your family care for
those boys erased all questions."
     "But I acted like a little boy."
     "Big boy, but that's what you are, a big boy growing into a
good man, and that's who I love.
     "Now let's get going."  We packed, drove over to his home
over the restaurant for his stuff and headed down the road back
to Little Rock and our flight to New Jersey.
     As soon as we were out of town Lion stripped, took my cock
out of my pants, put my hand on his and his mouth on my cock. 
Slowly he sucked me into hardness.  His lips rising and falling
the entire length of my cock.  Each time he reached my tip his
tongue flicked into my slit and licked out a little bit of
precum.
     Now trying to jerk somebody off while your being blown is
hard enough.  Trying to do it and drive safely requires a great
deal of control.  All I can say is thank God that I30 was wide
and empty, and for a car with cruise control.  I stroked his cock
gently, tenderly.  Cupping his balls in my hand I gently massaged
them till I could feel his boy juice beginning to churn and then
went back to his cock.
     If you had asked me before we had gotten into the car if
after yesterday's constant sex and this mornings sadness I
could have cum I would have said no.  And the same for Daniel.
     However, as all of you hopefully know, there is something
special about having sex with someone you love that energizes
you, in every conceivable way.  After thirty miles I felt his cum
soak my hand.  Ten miles later I filled his throat.
     When he had finished sucking me dry he licked my right hand
clean.  I took the car off cruise control and let it slow by
itself as I pulled his mouth to mine.  By the time we stopped
our tongues were dancing, and a car was honking as it swung past
us.
     I hit the gas and Daniel put his head on my shoulders as I
put my arm around his naked shoulders and took off after the
other car.
     As we approached the airport he got dressed, looking like he
had last night at home rather than what he looked like when I met
him at the Tasty Buns just one week ago.
     We made the plane with plenty to spare.  Elija had gotten us
first class tickets for the trip back to Jersey.  My lover swore
he had flown before but acted very much the little kid as we
walked through the terminal to the plane.