Date: Sat, 14 Feb 1998 23:22:32 -0500
From: Sidney Gittler <SidG@compuserve.com>
Subject: Arkansas Vacation Chapter 2

This is the second chapter of the Arkansas Vacation series.  It
has scenes of m/b and b/b sex.  If such things bother you, are
illegal or you're too young please leave, or at least skip over
those parts.  Stop laughing now!  Enjoy and let me know how you
like it.

                      Arkansas Vacation: Chapter 2
                          To New Jersey & Back

     Once the plane leveled off on the second leg of our trip to
New Jersey Daniel turned to me and blew me a kiss, which I
returned with a smile.
     "I've got a question Marc.  Now that we're out of Arkansas
what do we call each other?  I mean 'lover' doesn't work in
public."
     "You sure your only fourteen?"
     "In this lifetime, maybe I carried something over from a
prior life as a sex fiend."
     I sat back and thought.  The reason the sudden relocation
from northwest New Jersey to southeast Arkansas was possible was
that I had no family in New Jersey, and my friends and coworkers
knew that.  Of course they also knew I was gay and that I'd gone
to Arkansas on vacation.
     "Why don't we tell the truth?"
     "I'm not going to visit you in jail."
     "Not the whole truth.  Stick to basic facts.  I stayed at
the hotel your parents own and ate at their restaurant
frequently.  One day we got to talking about how much I loved the
area and it turned out they needed an accountant with my kind of
experience.  Offered me more money and a house so I accepted the
job.  Turns out their son, straight son, was home from school and
wanted to see New York City.  I was willing, especially since it
would give me some company on the drive back."
     "Do I have to be straight?  I'm not sure I remember how."
     "Everybody knows I'm gay so if you are they might make
connections we don't need."
     "What school?"
     "That boarding school you told me about, unless you've got a
better one."
     "All the rich oversexed kids get sent to Clinton Academy in
Hope."
     "Pass, I've heard of its reputation and I don't want to ruin
yours."
     "OK, we'll stick with White River Prep.  Now if you don't
mind I'm going to sleep."
     I lifted the arm between us and he lay down on my lap. 
Oddly, I didn't get an erection despite his talented mouth being
only inches from my dick.  "That's love," I said to myself.

     When we arrived at the garden apartment complex I called
home Daniel's jaw dropped.  "How many apartments are there?"
     "About six hundred."
     "That's more than all the houses in Peckertown.  And this is
only one part of town.  Amazing."
     I pointed across the central lawn.  "But some guy from over
there could have been at the party last night and I wouldn't have
recognized him.  One of the slaves could be from over there and
we wouldn't have recognized each other."
     "That I have a hard time believing, especially for a pervert
like you."
     "It's hard work being a boy lover up here," I said as I
unlocked the door to my second floor apartment.  I was carrying
my love's suitcase and dropped it by the door.  We had left my
bags at the In Boy Inn.  Daniel found the phone and called his
parents while I looked around the place.
     I searched myself for a tinge of regret over my decision to
leave my home of five years and job of eight.  Sure there would
be people, places and things I'd miss but it's not like I'm being
exiled.  Hell, this would give some of my friends an excuse to
visit Peckertown, Arkansas, the boy sex capital of the world. .
     I heard him hang up the phone.  "Where's the bathroom Marc?"
     "Back here, bring your bag while your at it."
     He came racing past me empty handed.  "Next trip, no time,"
he shouted as he flung the door closed.
     While he was taking care of business I kicked off my shoes
and picked up the phone.  I left my boss a message that I wanted
to meet with him privately Monday morning.  There were ten
messages on my machine.  I picked up a pad and hit play.  Six of
the first eight were hang ups, the other two were salesmen as was
the tenth.
     The ninth was from a friend, ex-lover actually.
     "And who is Jeff Crotas?"
     I looked up at a very gorgeous, very naked boy.  His long
black hair was moistened and slicked back to between his shoulder
blades.  This time my cock reacted to the sight.  Daniel, no Lion
noticed and roared.  He jumped into my lap and we kissed
passionately for eternity.  When I reached for his crotch he
pulled away.
     "You didn't answer my question."
     "As I wasn't your first boyfriend you weren't mine either."
     "I figured that much."
     "Jeff was special, we were together for four years, lived
here together for the last two.  Broke up last Thanksgiving and
this is maybe the third time he's called since then.  To be
honest the reason I went to Peckertown on vacation was to finish
purging him from my system."
     "Did it work?"  Daniel asked as he wiggled his cute ass over
the bulge in my pants.
     I reached over and erased the messages.  "Does that answer
your question?"
     He gave me a quick kiss.  "Can I say something really grown
up?"
     The next kiss was quite a bit longer as I hugged his naked
body next to mine.  "Yes."
     "I know your moving away from here because of me."
     "Quiet, I've thought about this a lot.  In addition to being
with you and your family and friends, your parents are giving me
the kind of job I've always dreamed of but haven't been able to
find up here where they want five years experience before you can
work the front desk.  If we want to come up here to visit or go
see my sister in Nevada we can.  You even have phones, and I'll
let all my friends and family know where I am, we are, so they
can call."
     "Good, now can we fuck before we go out to eat?"
     I slung him over my shoulder, his stiff pick rubbing into my
shoulder as I carried him into the bedroom.
     I gently lay him in the center of my queen sized bed and
made sure the shades were down as I unbuttoned my shirt.  Where
the living room window had fronted on a large lawn my neighbor's
window was about four feet from mine.  She was a nice
grandmotherly type who had invited both Jeff and I for dinner but
I didn't think she needed to see this.  The guy opposite my back
window probably had a rifle to go with his binoculars and would
gladly plug me in order to save the world.  Neither would get my
new address.
     I glanced in the mirror as I slipped my shirt off.  A week
of sun, sex and southern hospitality had given my body a health
glow.  I turned towards the bed.  Daniel had propped himself up
on the pillows and was slowly stroking his cock while watching my
every movement.  I quickly dropped my pants and drawers and
slowly crawled up the bed.
     "Y'all go down there," Daniel said as my head reached his
cock.  
     I knelt and moved his hand from a very rigid boy pole.  I
slowly moved up and down his cock, slowly engulfing the
delectable morsel until my nose was buried in his crotch.  It
smelled of boy.  A light sweaty musk that's unique to young
manhood.  The tip of my nose felt the short pubic hairs left over
from the last time he shaved them.  I felt his fingers running
gently  through my hair and started bobbing my head up and down. 
Occasionally I would stop and lick the precious drops of precum
from his piss slit.
     He yanked my head off his cock.  "Flip over, its time for
that tight ass of yours to get fucked."
     There was no argument from me as I lay on my stomach and his
saliva slicked tool quickly penetrated my hole.  Once he was
fully in Daniel leaned over and licked the nape of my neck as he
lay perfectly still.  I purred like a pussycat and the sleeping
Lion on my back came to life and took my neck between his teeth
as he started ramming his rod in and out as hard as he could.  I
yelped as I felt his teeth begin to penetrate the surface of my
skin but my pain didn't affect him at all.  Like any wild cat my
Lion was going for the kill.  As in the wild it didn't take long
before the conquest was complete and he was filling my rectum
with boy juice.
     He finished the hunt by flipping me on my back, eating my
cock whole and swallowing my cum.
     When he finally released my flaccid tool I pulled him up and
after a brief kiss lay his head on my chest.  
     "Sorry Marc, but now you know how I really got my nickname."
     "You want to tell me the story?"
     Daniel shrugged and sat up, pulling the sheet over his lap.
     I sensed his uneasiness.  "You don't have to."
     "It's just that it's a little embarrassing."
     "I promise to laugh only were its appropriate."
     For that I got a pillow in the face.
     "Billy Ray Bob gave it me, he was my first lover.  Lived on
a small family farm outside of town.  The other boys called him a
hick so much he dressed and acted the part.  Standard uniform was
ragged overalls over a lean muscular body, maybe a t-shirt,
mostly not, and work boots.  Sun bleached hair almost as long as
mine."
     "Sounds sexy as hell.  But what was he really like?"
     "Smart as hell too, top of our class when they closed the
school down.  Even had some Razorback coaches to his football
games, would have made it for sure.  Anyway, he was the youngest
of four brothers out there and boys being boys their play was
rough, their fights real and when they got older had a sexual
component."
     "'Sexual component,' big words lover," I said as I kissed
his forehead.  I got an elbow in the stomach in return.
     "I was second in the class smart ass."
     "I know, your mind was what attracted me to you."
     We both started laughing at that.  After all, its only been
a week since I walked into the Tasty Buns restaurant and fondled
the busboy's cock.  
     "OK, it wasn't the first thing but we wouldn't be here
together if it was just the sex."
     Daniel leaned over and we kissed deeply.  "That's one of the
sexiest and nicest things anybody has ever told me.  Before we
get totally distracted," he squeezed my cock, " let's get back to
the story.
     "As the youngest Billy Ray was usually the bottom for his
older brothers.  Nothing fancy just blow jobs and butt fucking. 
Thing is Billy Ray found he liked it.  Every girl in the school,
and some from the high school wanted him but as he told me, 'I
like being the fuckee too much to be the fucker.'  And among his
friends he made no bones about being gay and being the star
student and athlete he avoided all the usual picking on the faggy
kids got.  So when I started realizing I was gay I went to him. 
For the first couple of weeks we just talked."
     "About what?"
     "Part was about the sex acts but a lot was about how we felt
being different.  The whole sin against God, go straight to hell
routine.  How his family and friends had reacted and how I
thought mine would.
     "Then one day I was walking to school with Aaron and he
asked if Billy Ray and I had had sex yet.  I stopped dead in my
tracks.  Must have turned ten shades of red.  He sat me down on
the Barker's fence and sat next to me.  I finally stammered a no. 
What he said next really floored me, 'Why not?'"
     "Shit, that must have really surprised you."
     "When I didn't say anything he explained that everybody at
school knew that Billy Ray and I were hanging out a lot after
school and putting two and two together.  Then I asked him how he
felt about my maybe being gay.  He said that I'd always been gay
and had just taken a while to realize it.  That I was his brother
and he loved me no matter who I wanted to have sex with.  Then he
handed me the key to a room at the inn and told me to put the do
not disturb sign out when we went in and the make up the room
when we left.  And not to give him the key back until I'd used
it."
     "It took my sister a long time to get used to the idea, and
we were both older when I finally told her."
     "How's she going to react to me?"  Daniel really had a
concerned look on his face.
     "It'll take a little getting used to but I think she'll be
happy that I've found someone I want to spend the rest of my life
with.  Of course your only a couple years older than my nephew so
that will have to be handled gently.  Anyway, what happened
next?"
     "Aaron and I got to school just as the bell was ringing so I
couldn't talk to Billy Ray until right before third period math,
our only class together.  He was a little embarrassed and shocked
and then I showed him the key.  He asked me if I was sure, I
nodded, he smiled and nodded back.  The rest of the day flew by."
     "I probably would have spent the day in the john beating
off."
     "Almost did but I figured I'd better save it up, I was
younger then."
     "True."
     "Old man."
     "Whipper snapper, now finish your story."
     "We met at Ron's Corner Store as usual, bought a couple of
cokes and tried to walk down the street like nothing was going
on.  We got to what you know as the In Boy Inn and we walked
around to the side entrance to avoid the lobby.  On the pillows
of the king size bed was a box of condoms and a gay porno tape. 
Billy Ray took me in his arms and gave me my first real kiss."
     "How'd it feel?"  My cock was beginning to rise under the
sheets as my love talked.
     "Great, natural, yeah natural really is the best word.  Like
frenching another boy was the most normal thing in the world. 
When we finished we stripped and lay down on the bed and let our
hands gently feel each others bodies.  He drew me into his arms
and we kissed as we squeezed each others butt cheeks.  He lay me
on my back and started jerking me off.  I reached for his but he
shook his head and told me his turn would be later.  When he had
me harder than I'd ever been before he took my head into his
mouth and started licking it.  Before he had finished swallowing
those hard four inches I was twisting around on that bed and
moaning for all I was worth."
     Daniel and I sat in silence for a few minutes as we both
regained our composure.  I glanced at the clock and saw it was
after six but I wanted to hear the rest of Lion's birth before
supper.
     "I don't know how long it took before I finally came.  He'd
already had a lot of experience and I know he stopped me right at
the edge at least three time.  When I finally shot down his
throat it was the biggest load I'd ever had.  After he licked me
clean we kissed again and I could taste my cum in his mouth.  He
got out of bed, popped the tape in the VCR and turned it on while
he went to the fridge and pulled out two sodas.  As we watched
and drank my hand found his cock and started stroking.  I was so
caught up in everything I was surprised when I felt his cum
streaming over my hand at the same moment a threesome climaxed on
screen.  I licked a little and it tasted good, then Billy Ray
told me to take the rest and stick it up his hole to get it
ready.  By the time I had him loosened my cock was hard and I put
it into position and slipped right in.  His sphincter held me in
place as I caught my breath.  Finally I started humping and then
it happened."
     Daniel took a breath and I caught a faint blush.
     "He was lying prone on the bed and with my cock fully in I
lay on top of him, my mouth by his shoulder.  I went to kiss it
but instead took a bite, he yelped and tightened his ass muscles
and I shot up his ass and let out a roar.  And that's how I got
the name Lion."
     "How did Billy Ray feel?"
     "Thought it was cool as hell and made me do it every time
after that."
     "What happened to him?  Is he still around?"
     "Oh you've met him.  He's the guy at the front door of the
Little Leather Club."
     "That hunk, holy shit."
     I let Daniel reminisce in silence and then he crawled into
my lap and kissed me on the cheek.  "Thanks Marc."
     "For what?"
     "Not being the jealous clingy type.  I knew one guy about
your age who didn't even want me to think about my friends much
less see or have sex with them.  I want to be with you but I'm
not ready for the quiet monogamous life yet."
     "All I want is honesty.  Let's face it with all those sexy
boys roaming around I'll probably pick some up too, but as long
as were open and honest we'll be fine."  I leaned over and kissed
him gently on the lips.  "And if we have sex with others not in
our bed.  We'll keep a room at the Inn for that."
     "Agreed, and I know just the room."

     In the morning I called my landlord and told them I was
moving out and they could keep the security in lieu of notice.  I
was about halfway through the pile on my desk when my boss called
me in.  He took it well when I explained the opportunity I had
and wished me well and held me to the two weeks notice I had
offered.  Those two weeks went quickly between work, packing,
sightseeing, farewell parties.  One of which I had to leave
Daniel home even though he was a better sex partner than any of
the guys there.  Our final week was devoted to each other and
doing what we wanted.  On our fourth Monday in New Jersey we
loaded the furniture and other things I wanted to take and had
Goodwill pick up the rest. 
     About three in the afternoon we took a last walk through the
apartment.  
     "For the first time I'm really sure this is happening,"
Daniel whispered.
     "I never had a doubt, especially once I quit.  Let's get
going.  I want to put in a couple of hours before I get too
tired."
     Before getting into the car Daniel took his shirt off and
shook his mane of black hair out of the ponytail he'd been
wearing while we worked.  He looked at me over the car's trunk,
smiled and roared.  A couple of my now former neighbors stared as
we got in the car and pulled away from the curb.
     We spent the first night in Atlantic City because he wanted
to see what a real casino looked like and where the Miss America
pageant was held.  The big old gray building was impressive as
ever, even empty and dark.  We got a later start than I really
wanted to the next morning and continued on south into Virginia
and then headed west.  The drive through the lower Appalachians
was stunning and as we entered Tennessee we started looking out
for hillbillies and genetic mutations from all the inbreeding you
hear about.  
     Daniel and I were about an hour away from the Arkansas
border when I started getting tired.  He's great company and kept
me going with stories of Peckertown from before and after the law
changed but driving gets tiring no matter what.  We had just
spotted a sign for a Best Western twenty miles down the road when
Daniel spotted two boys hitchhiking along the side of the road. 
I slowed down to take a better look.  They were about twelve,
thin and fucking gorgeous.  
     "Pull over," Daniel said as he undid the button on his
shorts and slipped the zipper part way down.
     "Be cool."  I pulled over and the two boys ran over as they
slung their backpacks over their shoulders.
     Let me take a moment to describe these two visions.  The
first to arrive was about 5'3" tall with black spiky hair.  He
was wearing tight black jeans, high top sneakers and an open
black leather jacket that revealed a smooth hairless chest.  The
second was an inch or so shorter, shoulder length blonde hair,
gorgeous hazel eyes and a dazzling smile.  He was wearing a tight
knit shirt, short cut off jeans, with a gap in-between and
sandals.
     "Thanks, I didn't think anybody would ever stop," said the
black haired boy as he eyed Daniel's naked torso.  A smile
crossed his face when he saw the unbuttoned shorts and the
obvious bulge.  "Can we have a lift as far as your going?"
     "Sure," I answered, "how far you going?"
     "Arkansas, town called Peckertown if we can find it," said
the blonde in a shy voice.
     "Oh, I think we can help you, but we figured on stopping for
the night in about twenty miles."  The boys frowned at the news.  
     "Uh Marc, the next Best Western's only another thirty and
its on the side of the border," Daniel said with his voice
dripping of the south.  I've got my owner's card so we get a
discount on two rooms.  Two adjoining rooms.  How'd you guys like
that?"
     "A real room with real beds and a bathroom?  We haven't had
that since we left Maryland four days ago."  The blonde said. 
Leather jacket was silently watching Daniel rub his crotch.
     "Obviously we can't help pay for the room but I'm sure we
can find some way to thank you," he said with a grin and a lick
of his lips.
     "Are you two going to get in or what?"
     The two jumped in and we were off.
     We stopped at a restaurant for supper right after we crossed
the border.  The staff was dressed only in thongs and our
traveling companions couldn't keep their eyes of the barely
concealed bulges.  There was one busboy in particular they really
wanted to jump, not that I could blame them.
     Once our drinks had been served I turned to the boys.  "So
what are your names and why are you headed to Peckertown?"
     "I'm Shawn," said the black haired one, "and this is Chris. 
We're from a small town in the Maryland panhandle.  We've been
lovers for a couple of months and my family found out, told
Chris's and they forbid us to see each other.  When my pa found
out we were doing it anyway he took a belt to my ass and back. 
Two nights later we took whatever money we could find and headed
out.  I'd heard about Peckertown on the Internet so we decided
that's where we had to go."
     "Anything you want to add Chris?"
     "Just that it wasn't just our folks, the other kids on
school were getting nasty too.  They wouldn't mess with Shawn but
I had to cut gym because I was scared to go into the locker room. 
But you guys said you could help us find Peckertown.  What can
you tell us about it.  Is it really boy heaven?"
     "Depends, I guess.  Why don't you answer Daniel."
     "First, how old are you, and the truth.  It's important."
     "We're both twelve and we've got our birth certificates in
our backpacks," Shawn replied.
     "Good, I'll be honest with you.  For men like Marc it is boy
heaven.  They can go down there and find boys of all ages, shapes
and inclinations willing to have sex for money.  For the boys it
isn't always easy."
     "Any kid been killed?" Chris asked.
     "No, a couple of s&m scenes got out of hand but the boys
survived and recovered.  What I really meant was that street
hustling or the clubs or restaurants are work.  You've got to put
in the time and energy to make a living."
     "You sound like you've been through it,"  Shawn said.
     "I'm a native, Marc's my boyfriend and he's moving down. 
Look, you two seem like good kids, do you really want to be
street whores?"
     Chris shook his head and looked at Shawn who kissed him on
the cheek.  "Only if we have to.  We know we might have to sell
our bodies somehow and if I've got to whore for us to survive I
will," Shawn said.
     "When we get to the hotel I'll give you a job interview," I
said, "and see what we can do for you."
     Over dinner they told us about their travels, including the
truck drivers they'd blown for rides.  There had been one who had
lectured them on the evils of homosexuality and screamed
"Hallelujah" as Chris swallowed his load.  One young driver in
his twenties had a ten inch cock and while Shawn took as much in
his mouth as he could Chris licked the shaft.  They knew they
were lucky that they hadn't been beaten but they'd known where
freedom lay.
     We got to our rooms and gave Shawn and Chris instructions to
shower and then knock on the connecting door without dressing. 
We did the same but tied towels around our waist.  It was another
fifteen minutes before there was a soft knock on the door.
     "Come in," I said.
     The door opened slowly and two visions of loveliness
entered.  Both bodies were hairless except for small patches of
pubic hair.  Shawn's hair had lost its spike and was a nice
conservative cut.  Chris's blonde hair shined now that it was
clean.
     "Shawn come here, Chris you go to Daniel."
     They walked over and we began stroking their cocks.  Once
rigid they were nice sized for boys their age.  OK, neither of
them had Benjy's tool but few young teens did.  But then Benjy
was only ten.  "How does that feel Chris?"  Daniel asked.
     "Good."
     "How do you like being nude and having someone play with
your cock?"
     "It feels really good Daniel.  Please don't stop."
     "On your knees Shawn," I said as I opened the towel
revealing a throbbing rod.  He knelt and looked at me for
instructions.  "Suck it."
     He took it in his hand and held it as he licked the head and
then took it into his mouth.  For a young boy who'd only been
doing it for a couple of months he was talented.  I was grateful
to the truck drivers who'd exposed him to bigger cocks than
Chris's.  I looked over and Chris was blowing Daniel, a look of
contentment on his face.  It didn't take long for both of us to
cum in their mouths.  When they had sucked and licked us dry they
sat back on their haunches and looked at us.
     "Sixty-nine," Daniel instructed.  Shawn looked at me and I
nodded.  As I watched them kiss and then take each others cock
into loving mouths I knew they had passed the job interview.  But
where were they going to work?
     As if reading my thoughts Daniel turned and whispered,
"Tasty Buns.  They can take my place."
     "What are you going to do?"
     "Be your assistant, secretary, whatever."
     I blew him a kiss and our gazes returned to the two young
lovers.  At one point they started fingering each others assholes
but we told them to leave them alone.  I had designs on Shawn's
and I figured my Lion would love some tender blonde meat.  Shawn
and Chris went at each other with a fervor only love can create. 
When they finally separated cum was dripping down their cheeks
but their cocks were glistening clean.  
     I motioned Shawn into my lap and Chris went to Daniel's and
we kissed.  Shawn's tiny butt on my lap had me erect but I
decided to cool it and we watched TV for a while.  When the news
was over Chris got off Daniel's lap and they walked into the
other bedroom.  
     "Good-night Daniel," I called as he closed the door behind
them.  He stared and nodded.
     Shawn's gaze followed their every step.  "You jealous?"  I
asked
     "Yeah, I mean if he's your boyfriend aren't you a little
jealous?"
     "Maybe, but I know its not serious.  Just beautiful sex with
a beautiful boy."  With that I kissed him and started fondling
his firm breasts.  He tensed for a moment and then flowed into
it, reaching down he took my nipple in his hand and started
playing with it.
     My hands roamed over the smooth, muscular twelve year old
boy, feeling every line and muscle.  As my hands felt his back I
realized the whipping he'd gotten six days earlier hadn't been
the first.
     "I see your pa's been kind of hard on you."
     Shawn shrugged, nodded.
     "You didn't like it but you took it like a man."
     He nodded again, this time a little smile crossed his face.
     "Well, you wont have to worry about that again, unless you
want to."
     "Promise?"
     "I promise, you two are going to be working in one of our
restaurants as nude busboys.  You'll be fondled and patted but
that's as far as it goes unless you want to.  Anybody gets too
pushy you just tell your bosses.  We take care of our own."
     "How can I thank you?"
     "Be the good worker I think you can be.  I almost hate
saying this, but I'd like to fuck your beautiful ass but only if
you really want to."
     His mouth met mine and our tongues danced.  I picked him up
and carried him over to the bed without breaking contact.  I put
him up on the bed and he flipped over on his stomach and stuck
his butt high in the air and spread his cheeks.  I rimmed his
hole, tongue fucking him as far up as I could go.  Then I stuck
one finger up to loosen him up.
     "Oh fuck Marc, that feels so good."
     "Your ass is nice and tight, have you ever had a man's cock
up there?"
     "My big brother fucked me a couple of times last year but he
wasn't as big as you."
     I slipped a second finger in and twisted them gently and he
moaned.  After a couple of minutes I slipped my fingers out, bent
over and whispered in his ear.  "Are you ready Shawn?"
     "Yeah, fuck me Marc, fuck my tight ass."
     I put my cockhead in position and gently pushed through the
outer ring.  As I'd expected he gasped in pain but I pushed on
until the head was firmly in.  I leaned over and kissed the nape
of his neck and massaged his back.  "Relax baby, breath slowly
and push out like your taking a shit and it'll be easier for me
to get in."  It took a minute but I felt him relax and pushed in
another few inches.
     "Oh Marc, you feel so good up there, I don't think I can
hold much more."
     "Your doing fine baby, your tight ass and my cock are the
perfect fit."  I started stroking his cock as I slipped the rest
of the way in.  When he felt my pubic hair brush his smooth butt
he gasped in surprise.
     "Your all the way in?"  He asked in surprise.
     "I told you we were a perfect match, now I'm going to start
fucking your beautiful butt."
     "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me good," he said as he squeezed his
ass muscles tight.
     I started with short easy strokes which gradually got longer
and longer.  I wanted to make this last because once Shawn got
down to Peckertown he was going to be as busy as he wanted to be. 
 At one point I withdrew and flipped him onto his back, lifted
his legs in the air and slammed back in to the hilt.  I started
to pick up the pace now that I was seeing those beautiful
features.  He reached for his cock and started jerking off.  We
were both racing towards climax.
     "In you or on you baby?"
     "In me Marc, I want to feel your load fill my insides."
     "Wont be, oh shit I'm cumming," I screamed as my jism
exploded inside him.  The impact sent him off and the first shot
hit him in the face.  I've had a lot of big loads since I first
got to Peckertown but this had to be one of the biggest.  When my
cock was finally flacid I withdrew and lowered his legs gently to
the bed.
     "How was that baby?"
     "Great Marc, I can't wait to do this again."
     "We'll have plenty of opportunity."  We kissed, turned off
the lights and went to sleep.
     I woke in the morning to find a mouth encircling my cock.  I
moaned without opening my eyes.  "That's the way baby, man your
good Shawn."
     A hand grasped my cock as the mouth let go.  "It's Chris.
     When I opened my eyes all I saw was a mass of blonde hair
bobbing up and down over my crotch.  I looked to where I'd left
Shawn and found it empty.  "You and Shawn trade places?"
     "Uh huh," came the gagged reply.  I leaned back and enjoyed
a very tender set of lips slide up and down on my pole.  The
first time I reached the brink he stopped in time, the second I
wouldn't let him.  He swallowed every drop.  When we finished
Daniel and Shawn came in and after a round of kisses we showered,
dressed, packed up and headed out.  The last thing we did was
check their birth certificates and confirmed they were legal.
     After breakfast we headed south and pulled into Peckertown
right before supper.
     I'll let you know what happens next....