Date: Sun, 20 Jan 2002 15:47:48 -0800
From: Joe Webster <joelaw@inreach.com>
Subject: Joey's Awakening/New Life, Part 4

AUTHORS NOTE:  This is the continuation of the story JOEY'S AWAKENING.
Hope you all enjoy this as much as the first part of the story......

                            THE NEW LIFE
                              (Part 4)


When I woke up the next day, I was alone in the bed. I rolled over and
noticed  that the clock read 7:01.   That was strange.   All my life I
usually woke up around six in the morning.   It never seemed to change
from that,  always the same time,  before anyone else was ever up.   I
rolled  back over to the side of the bed where Gary had slept and as I
breathed  in,  I realized I was smelling him.   I pressed my face into
the sheet and curled up into a ball,  reveling in that smell.  My cock
got  harder  as I realized what he had done withe me the night  before
and then, froze.  Dad had fucked me last night!   Fucked me and pissed
in me!  Used me, wildly, strangely, and then, pushed me off like I was
nothing!

I  stretched and as I did,  I felt the sticky cum still in between  my
legs and reached down to feel it. My hole was seeping it out of me and
I ran my fingers through it and tasted it.  It had a funny taste,  not
quite Gary's, not quite my dad's. I sucked hungrily on the finger till
I  got  every bit of it and then,  rubbed my finger in it  again,  and
sucked some more.  Then, as I spread my legs, the muscles in my crotch
were  sort of sore and I realized how hard I had been spread the night
before.  I  slid  to the edge of the bed and looked at myself  in  the
mirror  on  the dresser and could see my body.   My hair was  a  mess,
naturally.   There  were dried streaks of cum on my face and neck  and
chest, and my tits looked redder.  I rubbed them, feeling them getting
hard  and  felt the little pinches of pain from having them pulled  so
hard.  But I enjoyed that little pain as I slid my hand to my cock.

I leaned back a little and spread my legs and began to beat off to the
memories of the night before.   Both the good and the bad.   The good,
getting fucked and fed my brothers cock and my dad's.   The bad,  Gary
getting  hit,  my dad's wild reaction,  the strange tone in his  voice
when  he was fucking me.   That part had me a little worried,  but  it
didn't  stop my hand from going up and down wildly on my little  dick,
till I felt that twinge inside me and shot up onto my chest and belly.
I lay there, rubbing my cum into my skin and mixing it with streaks of
dried cum.  Then, I got up. I went into the bathroom, passing by Tim's
room and finding he was already up.   My dad's room was empty,  so was
Gary's.  The house seemed quiet, empty with the exception of me.

I  went  into the shower and got cleaned up and then,  slid into  some
cutoffs and went downstairs.   I got to the kitchen and there were the
remains of their breakfast on the table.  I got me a cup of coffee and
sat down at the table, just looking around me.   Just then,  I heard a
noise  and  then,  realized,  I had been hearing someone in  my  dad's
office  all the time I was there.  It was so common to hear my dad  in
his  office in the morning,  I guess my mind just didn't register  the
fact.  I got up and strode down the short hall, but as I got closer to
the door, I noticed it was almost closed. I could hear my dad,  and it
seemed  like Gary,  inside talking.  I walked closer to see if I could
hear and leaned against the wall, just to the side of the door.

There had been a pause and then, my dad said,  "Just remember Gary.  I
don't  want a repeat of last night."   Gary said,  "I don't understand
you dad.   I mean,  yeah,  Joey's a queer.   So what!?   He's still my
little  brother  and  I  don't see what we were  doing  as  so  wrong!
Especially  since  he wanted me to do,  hell he begged me to do it  to
him.  Even  after you left,  he wanted me to do it again!"   There was
another pause, then, my dad said, "Yeah, I know, I know!   I heard the
two  of  you after I left.  I was going to come back to apologize  for
hitting you, and heard you two talking.   Then,  heard him beg for you
to fuck him again.  I just can't get used to the fact that he wants to
be fucked so much!"  Gary asked,  "What do you mean by that!?   What's
going on dad!?"

There was a longer pause and then, softly, my dad said,  "I fucked him
last night too!"   There was a gasp from Gary and he stuttered,  "You,
you, you mean, uh, after you came in, hit me in the face,  listened to
us fucking and sucking, you fucked him too!?  Dad,  dad,  what's going
on!? Why don't you want me to fuck him if you do it to  him?"   My dad
said, "I don't have any answer for that Gary. I came back to the door,
opened  it  and  you  were asleep.   He had rolled you  over  and  was
kneeling between your legs, sucking on the head of your cock.  I think
he  knew I was there,  cause he seemed to be teasing me as he did  it.
Then,  he  crawled off the bed and came over and knelt in front of  me
and pulled my cock into his mouth. Damn, damn, it was so good, and yet
it  was wrong,  but I couldn't help myself.   Once his mouth was on my
cock, I grabbed his head, hell,  he put my hands on his head,  wanting
me to fuck his mouth.  And, I did!  Heaven help me, I fucked his mouth
and enjoyed every minute of it and wanted it to go on and on!"

He paused and then, said, "After he swallowed my cum,  he sucked on my
balls  and  I turned and went back to my room.   He crawled  after  me
Gary,  crawled,  like some bitch in heat,  crawled after me and when I
motioned  for  him to get to the bed,  leaned over the edge  and  just
wiggled  his cute butt at me.   Hell,  he reached back and spread  his
butt cheeks wide for me!  When I started fucking him,  he accepted it,
even when I got a little rough, he accepted it, eagerly,  hungrily and
moaned and pushed back for more.  I felt, so powerful, so strong,  and
behind  it,  scared  that I might want to do this more and  more.  And
still, he took it!   Let me fuck him hard and deep,  calling him names
and shit, and him taking my cum into his body!  I was so wild,  I even
pissed  into  him before throwing him out of the room like some  cheap
tramp!"

There  was  an even longer pause and then,  Gary asked,  "What are  we
going to do dad? I mean, you know and I know that we both want to fuck
Joey some more.   Hell,  from what he said last night,  he wants us to
use him as a fucktoy anytime we feel like!   What are we going to do!?
Hell, what if Tim finds out about this!?"  Dad said,  "I don't know at
the moment Gary, its all so strange, so wild, and hell, he just turned
sixteen.  That's rape!  Not only incest, but rape!"  Gary chuckled and
said, "I don't know about that dad.  Rape!?  With Joey,  I don't think
so. I think,  for him at least,  it was seduction.   He knows he's got
that sweet pretty ass of his.  He knows that guys want him.   He knows
what he wants guys to do to him, and, if we aren't careful, he's going
to  make sure he gets what he wants too!   You know Joey dad,  when he
wants something, he can get it, somehow, someway,  he'll get it!   So,
what are we going to do dad!?"

There  was  an even longer pause,  and I crept back from the door  and
went back to the kitchen. I sat back down and began drinking my coffee
again.   A few minutes later,  the two of them came in the kitchen.  I
smiled  up at them and said,  "Morning Gary,  morning daddy.  Did  you
sleep  well  last night!?"   They both jerked and looked at me  and  I
flashed  my  eyes  at  them and licked my lips  and  then,  they  both
laughed,  with  dad leaning over to kiss my cheek and Gary making some
kind  of wise crack.   They poured each other a cup of coffee and  sat
down at the table with me.   Dad said,  "Listen Joey,  uh,  about last
night!?" I asked, "What about last night!? I loved it last night dad!"
He stared at me and said, "Yeah, I could tell Joey.  But, well, we can
all  get into a lot of trouble if anyone found out about what went on.
Do you understand?"

I nodded and said, "Yeah,  I do dad.   Uncle Jake warned me and so did
Uncle Craig.  Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about us.  Besides,  it
was  what I wanted,  oh,  maybe not quite the way,  but I wanted to be
fucked  by both you and Gary and you both fucked me."   Gary shook his
head and smiled, saying, "I just can't fucking believe you Joey.   You
talk about it like it was natural, like it was right!"  I smiled up at
him  and then,  got up and moved to him,  pushing him back as I sat on
his  lap  and looked him in the face and said,  "It was natural  Gary,
and,  it  was right!   I wanted you to fuck me,  I wanted to feel your
cock  in  my  mouth and in my ass.  I wanted you to use  me  for  your
pleasure, cause it made me feel good to have you do it!"  He looked up
at  me  and then,  over at dad.  He said,  "See what I mean  dad?   He
doesn't even feel like it was something wrong." I looked at my dad and
said, "It wasn't dad. It was right, it was wonderful.  I loved it from
both of you."

I paused as my dad sat there.  I slid my hand down between my legs and
pressed it against Gary's crotch and said, "Besides, incest is only so
that  you don't have children between the same related family members.
I don't want children, I want sex!. And, incest also means not forcing
yourself  on a child to have sex,  and believe me,  you don't have  to
force me to have sex with any of you!  I want sex with you!  I want to
feel you on top of me,  putting your cocks in me,  feeding them to me,
using me for your sex pleasure,  cause I love men doing that to me!  I
know  that  now  and I plan on having men do it to me every  chance  I
get!"  Dad's eyes widened, and he asked, "So, you plan on being whore,
no matter what any of us say?"  I squeezed Gary's hard shaft and then,
stood up.

I  walked over to my dad,  slowly,  sexily,  and said,  "Dad,  I am  a
whore!"  I  slid my hand down inside my shorts and grasped my cock and
balls  and  rocked  back and forth,  moaning  a  little.   Dad  looked
shocked,  but  stared  at me.  I undid the buttons on the  shorts  and
pushed  them  down to my ankles.  I slid to my knees next to  him  and
then, turned around and wiggled my ass and said, "I'm a whore dad!   A
cocksucking, butt fucking,  ass licking,  piss drinking,  cum drinking
whore!  I  want dick all the time dad!  I want it in my ass,  down  my
throat,  all  over  my body!  I want men to use me,  humiliate  me  by
calling me nasty names and fucking me while they do it! I want them to
make  me know where I belong,  like this,  naked,  my legs spread,  my
mouth open, eager to accept their dicks!"

Just then, Gary moved as I looked up at him.   He stood up,  undid his
pants, his hard shaft popping out. He moved to me,  grasped my head by
the  hair and guided his cock to my mouth and said,  "Open your  mouth
cunt  Joey!   Open  it whore!"  I did as he wanted and  then,  he  was
fucking  my mouth!  I just knelt there,  fully aware that my dad could
see what was happening,  hoping he would get into it.   It didn't take
long as I heard the sound of a zipper being undone. I moaned on Gary's
cock  and  wiggled  my ass up and down and around  and  then,  a  hand
slapped  my ass and said,  "Hold that ass still bitch!"   I froze  and
then, felt the head of his cock at my crack. I ached to push back, but
they were controlling me now.  Dad shoved his cock up into me so hard,
it pushed me all the way down on Gary's cock to the hairs.  I groaned,
but didn't pull away.

I pushed back with my ass as my dad began to fuck me,  deeply,  fully,
barely  pausing on the out stroke as he thrust back into me again  and
again.   Gary  held my head at the angle he wanted and thrust his cock
into my mouth and throat, his big hairy balls slapping against my chin
with  each  thrust.   It was a rough fuck but I loved it  and  stroked
Gary's  thighs  and ass,  moaning as his big dick filled my mouth  and
throat over and over.  Suddenly,  my dad jerked his cock out of my ass
and jerked my head back by the hair.   He said,  "Come on whore!   You
want  to be a whore,  then,  let's fuck you like one!"  I gasped,  "Oh
daddy,  yes,  yes!"   He  pulled me into the living room and pushed me
over  on my back on the hassock.   He grasped my legs and spread  them
wide  and moved in between them.   He reached down and guided his cock
to my hole and shoved in all the way, my body arching up from the deep
penetration.

Then, he said, "Get over Gary!   Fuck this bitch's mouth!   Shove that
big  fucking  dick of yours to it,  all the way,  make him gag  on  it
Gary!"   Gary  moved over and sort of squatted over my face and leaned
over,  his  hands on either side of the hassock as he shoved his  cock
down  into  my mouth.  I eagerly accepted it,  wantonly  stroking  his
thighs and ass,  corkscrewing my mouth as he fucked it,  deeply,  just
like  dad  told him to do.   The two of them fucked me at  both  ends,
filling  me with their big hard dicks.  I moaned,  my body  shivering,
sweating,  writhing  in  ecstasy as the two of them used me  hard  and
rough.   Slapping  at my ass from the under side as dad drove into  my
hungry hole over and over.   Gary pinching and squeezing my tits as he
ground that big fucker of his down into my mouth and throat.

I almost went into sensory overload, but couldn't control myself as my
dad's  cock scraped over my prostate time and again.  I began to shoot
cum  up onto my belly and chest,  as my dad laughed and  said,  "Yeah,
yeah,  oh  man Gary,  we got the whore going now!   Look at this bitch
cream  himself!   Cream Joey,  come on  honey,  shoot that boy  cream!
Yeah, shoot it!  Shoot it!"  I moaned and it was like my cock wouldn't
stop oozing cum as it came out and shot in little spurts each time the
head of my dad's cock scraped my prostate.  With a wild grunt,  my dad
shouted, "Cumming, cummming! OH JOEY, OH HONEY, TAKE MY CUM JOEY, TAKE
MY LOAD YOU LITTLE WHORE!! UH! UH! OH YEAAAAAAAAHHHH!!"   I could feel
his  cum  shooting  into  me and I clamped down tightly  with  my  ass
muscles,  getting  a  deep  groan from him as his cock shot  and  shot
inside me!

Then,  he  jerked it out of me and said,  "Get your cock in this  cunt
Gary!   This bitch wants to be a whore!   Let's use him like a whore!"
Gary  jerked his cock from my mouth and walked around and I stared  up
at  him.   His eyes were on fire as he pushed my legs back to my chest
and  thrust  into  me all the way,  till I felt his balls  against  my
upturned  butt.   He started fucking me,  saying,  "You wanted to be a
whore Joey,  well be my whore bitch!   Work that pussy cunt!   Come on
Joey, do it, do it!"  He slapped at my ass from each side, alternating
as  he  thrust  into me each time.  I moaned and worked my  inner  ass
muscles  wanting  to please his luscious cock that was fucking  me  so
good, so good! I looked up at him and shouted,  "FUCK YOUR WHORE GARY!
FUCK YOUR WHORE STUD!   FUCK ME,  FUCK ME,  FUCK ME!!!!"   My dad came
over,  pushed my head back and shoved his cock into my mouth and said,
"Shut the fuck up bitch and suck cock!"

I  moaned as he began to feed his cock to me,  deep and  hard,  almost
making  me  gag  each time the full length crammed into my  mouth  and
throat!  I  loved it and held onto his powerful thighs,  accepting the
rape of my mouth that he was doing, wanting him to do it,  not caring,
just  so  he  kept my mouth full of his big daddy cock.  I  loved  it,
wanted  and  now,  was getting it from the two of them at  both  ends!
Then, Gary shouted out, "CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGG! OH,  OH,  UH,
UH, UH!!!!"  I felt his cock as he crammed every inch inside me and it
pulsed and exploded in my cum filled hole.  I worked on it,  worked on
it like the whore I was, draining his balls, sucking his cum into me.

Then,  my dad started cumming in my mouth.  There was so much shooting
from his cock, I couldn't swallow it all at once.  I swallowed as fast
as  I could,  but it ran out the sides of my face and down my  cheeks,
over  my ears and still,  I sucked ravenously at his big hard manhood,
wanting everything I could get from it.  Then,  he stopped cumming and
pulled  out.   He looked down at me,  my lips still in an  o,  sucking
sounds still coming from my mouth.  He looked at Gary and asked, "Well
guy, think we fucked the bitch enough for a while!?"   Gary slapped my
legs down and I lay there, limp,  my body draped over the hassock,  my
hole oozing his and dad's cum, my mouth streaked from dad's.   He slid
his hand along my little dick and balls and said, "Messy little whore,
isn't he!"  They both laughed at that and walked away.

I  lay there,  my body still heaving,  my skin still excited from  the
feel of them. I gasped for air, and wished they were back in me again.
I  don't know how long I lay there,  but then,  sat up,  wiping at  my
dad's  cum on my mouth,  licking it off my fingers.   I looked up  and
Gary  and  dad were at the door.   Dad said,  "You do your chores  now
Joey.  No playing around till they're done.   You got that whore!?"  I
nodded  and said,  "Yes daddy!"   He smiled and waved and went out the
door.  Gary looked at me and said, "I'll be back for more Joey!  Count
on it lil' buddy!"   He winked and I watched him close the door behind
him.  In  my sexually heightened state,  I ran up to the bathroom  and
dove into the shower, jerking off as I slid to the floor.  I turned on
the  water  and  just sat there in it,  letting it ease  the  tension,
excitement.

I  got out and finally got around to getting some of the things I  had
to do.   The "chores"  as dad had called them.   Not really a lot as I
was  sort of the house maid to the big guys I lived with.   Not that I
minded  it,  hell,  I had been keeping the house up since I was around
nine.   Don't  remember  what started it,  but it happened and as  the
years went on, I took care of the house.  That meant all the cleaning,
washing,  yard  work,  whatever needed to be done.   Oh,  some of  the
bigger things were always done with help from my brothers,  but mostly
I kept house for my family.   It took me about an hour or so to finish
up in the house. I got things done, wearing only my cutoffs.  I really
liked  wearing them.   They were a little tight and had a tendency  to
run  up my ass crack.   But now,  now that I knew what my ass hole was
for, it just kept me a little on edge and heightened my feelings in my
ass.  Funny how little things like that can make your day.

When I finished up inside the house,  it was just after nine.   I went
out into the garage and got out the lawn mower and proceeded to do the
lawn.  I was half through,  when I decided to go and get a cool drink.
The  temperature had shot up fast,  so I knew it was going be  another
hot day.   I got me coke and went back out to the front yard,  sitting
down  on a little wall we made around one of the flower beds near  the
street.   As  I sat there,  sipping my drink,  I spied Jason  Brandt's
pickup coming around the far corner.  He drove towards me and after he
had just passed where I was, he stopped and backed up.  He backed into
the curb and got out of the truck and came walking towards me.

As  he did,  I noticed again how studly this man was.   He was wearing
levis  and boots and his shirt was open,  exposing that glorious hairy
chest  and  belly  of his.   I looked down at his crotch  as  he  came
towards me and wondered what excitement he might have there.  I looked
up,  sipping  my drink as he got to me and said,  "Hey Joey.   Hot out
here enough for you guy?"  I smiled and said, "Uh, yeah,  but the yard
has to be done.   Figured I'd get it done before it got too hot."   He
nodded and stood right in front of me, saying, "Yeah, smart idea.  But
then, you always seem to know what you want, right?"   I frowned,  not
knowing what he was saying.   He said,  "I just stopped by to tell you
to  come by my place a little later,  if you want to.  I got something
for you."  I asked, "Why would you have something for me Mr. Brandt?"

He smiled and said, "Call me Jason Joey.   Hell,  I've known you since
you were 8 years old lil' guy." I chuckled and said, "Yeah,  guess you
have. But, uh, Mr., uh,  I mean Jason,  what do you have for me?"   He
smiled and slid his big hand into his pocket,  the motion,  stretching
the  material of his levis down at the waist.   It exposed more of the
dark  hair  below his bellybutton,  and,  for some reason,  I knew  he
wasn't  wearing  any underwear.   He put the other hand in  the  other
pocket and did the same,  the effect was like he was pulling his pants
down.   I  almost gasped as I could see more of his hot,  hard,  hairy
body  and had to look up to his face to keep from going to my knees in
front of him.  He said, "Remember that book you dropped the other day?
Well, I found a newer copy of it.  One with pictures even.   I thought
you  might  like to have a newer copy.   That way you could  enjoy  it
better. Its a hot little story, don't you think?"

I  bit my lip as I realized what he was alluding to,  and blushed as I
answered, "Uh, yeah, it was hot, I mean a good story."   He smiled and
he  curled  his left hand out his pocket and seemed to be  surrounding
something  long and big in his levis.   He made sure it seemed that  I
looked where he was working his hand.   He said,  "Well,  when you get
through  with your yard,  and,  if you don't have anything else to do,
why  don't  you come by my place and I'll give it to you!"   I  wasn't
sure  if  he meant the book or the big dick I could definitely see  in
his levis.  Either way,  I knew I'd be going to see him.  I smiled and
said,  "I'd like you to give it to me Jason.  I'll be by,  probably in
about a half hour.  Is that o.k.?"  He smiled broadly,  that handsome,
rugged  face  turning me on as I closed my legs tightly,  as he  said,
"Sure thing Joey.   Really want to give it to you too lil'  guy.   See
you then."

He  turned  and I had to let go of the breath I was holding as he  got
into his truck, smiled at me,  waved and drove off down the street.  I
sat  there watching as he got to his house and pulled into the  drive.
I  noticed there were a couple of other pickups there,  with lettering
on their sides.   I wondered what he was having done to the place now.
He always seemed to be doing something on the place.  As he got out of
the truck, he turned and looked at me and waved.  I stood up and waved
back  and  he smiled and turned and went into the house.   The  little
episode had my body tingling and my ass itching,  just like it did the
night  at  the cabin when I was waiting for Hank and his guys  to  get
there.  I shivered as I went back to finishing the lawn.

About a half hour later, I had it finished and then, washed myself off
with  the hose and slung my tshirt over my shoulder.  I turned towards
Mr. Brandt's, I mean,  Jason's house and started walking.   When I got
there, I could see to the side of the garage that two men were working
on  the frame of what looked like a room.   I remembered that one time
Jason  had  told me he wanted to put in a little gym room next to  his
garage.   Guess  he was finally doing it.   I passed one of the trucks
and  the name on the side said,  "Stravos  &  Sons,  construction."  I
smiled as I remembered Mr.  Stravos.   He was a man with a ready smile
and handshake and always seemed to be smiling.

I  went  to the door,  and it was standing open,  and I walked  in.  I
hollered, "Jason, Jason, you here?"  I didn't see him, but Mr. Stravos
came  around the corner of the room and the look he gave me was like a
man that wanted to eat me all up.   I shivered under his gaze and even
blushed  as  he rubbed his chin and looked me up and down.   He  said,
"Jason, he be in the kitchen.  You find him there.  Hmm,  hmmm!"   The
last  was said as he seemed to be licking his lips as he looked me  up
and down. I stammered, "Uh, thanks Mr.  Stravos."   He nodded,  but he
didn't  stop looking at me.  I turned and walked down the short little
hallway,  feeling  his eyes on me.   I stopped at one point and looked
back  over my shoulder and he was standing there,  rubbing his  crotch
with one hand, his chin with the other as he smiled and stared at me.

I  don't know why I did it,  but I wiggled my hips a little more as  I
walked towards the kitchen, and,  I could have sworn I heard a gasp of
air  from him.  I went into the kitchen and Jason was sitting down  at
the  table,  reading his newspaper.  In front of him was a book and  I
looked  at him as he looked up and smiled.   He was shirtless and that
hard  hairy body of his looked good even sitting down.   I  said,  "Hi
Jason."  He said, "Good, you did come. I didn't think you would Joey."
I asked, "Why Jason?"  He shrugged his shoulders and said, "No reason,
just wasn't sure if you wanted what I have for you that much."  Again,
those  words  that  seemed to mean more than the book he  was  talking
about.  I  smiled and sat across from him and said,  "I think I'd like
anything from you Jason." I blushed as I said this and he chuckled and
leaned over the table and pushed the book towards me.

He said,  "Here's the book.  Its,  uh,  a little bigger than you might
have thought.  What with the pictures added.   Go ahead,  look at it!"
I took the book and he was right it was bigger, and the picture on the
cover  was better than what mine had.   The big dark haired stud  with
the  young  blonde kneeling before him looked even  more  powerful.  I
began to thumb through the book,  stopping and gasping at the pictures
of  the  story line.   Since I had devoured this book,  I knew  almost
every  part  of  the story,  and the  pictures,  well,  they  did  add
something to what I remembered. Jason asked,  "Like the book Joey?"  I
looked up at him as he stood up from the table. I blushed a little and
said, "Uh, yeah, its kind of wild."  He chuckled and I turned the page
and the little blonde guy was on his knees staring up at the tall dark
handsome  stud.   His  mouth was right at the head of the naked  man's
cock  and  there  was saliva dripping from his lips,  or  at  least  I
thought it was.

I  turned  the pages and then,  there was another shot of  the  blonde
kneeling,  only  now,  as he stared up at the big man,  his mouth  was
dripping  around the big shaft in his mouth.   The stud had pushed his
hips forward and held the blonde on it, almost down to the hairs.   It
was  obvious he was cumming in the blonde's mouth.   I remembered  the
story  at that point as the man had groaned and was shooting into  the
blonde's  mouth.   The blonde was swallowing as fast as he could,  but
the  man  was  cumming faster than he could  swallow.   Just  then,  I
realized,  Jason  was  standing  right next to  me,  looking  over  my
shoulder.  When I reached the part about the young boy being fucked by
a  bunch of guys,  there was a wild picture of the young blonde,  on a
bed,  surrounded by about four big naked studs,  with one fucking him,
as two tried to work their cocks into his mouth.  His hands were being
held spread by two other men, and so were his legs, as got used by the
men fucking him.

I jerked and looked up at Jason and he smiled, asking,  "Like that one
Joey!?" I felt him lean over me and move to my side as he leaned down.
As he did, his crotch came into my line of vision and I said, "Yeah, I
think its my favorite." He moved in closer and asked, "Oh?   You think
that might be something wild to be doing?"  I looked at his crotch and
could see the big bulge there and licked my lips and said, "I think it
would be wild to be doing what they're doing in the picture."  He slid
his  hand  to  the  back of my neck and  asked,  "Ever  thought  about
something like that Joey?   You know,  what it would be like to have a
bunch  of men holding you down and putting their dicks into  you?  One
after the other,  like the boy in that story!?"  I looked up at him as
he  leaned over me,  his face next to mine and gulped,  as I said,  "I
think  I'd like men doing that sort of thing Jason."   He looked at me
real  hard  for a moment and then,  pushed his crotch towards  me  and
said, quietly, "Show me Joey!"

It was like an order, quietly said, but an order none the less. I slid
off  the chair,  the book falling to the floor as I knelt under him as
he  leaned  on  the back of the chair.  I slid my hands up  his  levis
covered  legs and then,  to his thighs and then,  right at his crotch.
He whispered, "Yeah, that's it Joey.  Yeah, let yourself go Joey.  Let
yourself enjoy what you find!" I looked up at him, but his face was in
shadow, but his eyes were shining.  I began to undo the buttons on his
levis,  spreading  the flap as I got them undone,  and pulled them off
his  hips.  He lifted up,  staring down at me as I pulled them to  his
feet.   He wasn't wearing any shoes and socks,  and,  yeah,  he didn't
have  any underwear on,  as I watched his big cock pop up like a magic
wand over my head. I lifted up, staring in hunger at it,  as I slid my
hands  along his hairy thighs,  up to the dark bush surrounding it and
circled it with my hands.

I  stroked along its length and looked up at him and asked,  "How  did
you know Jason?"   He stroked my face,  along my chin and ran a finger
across my lips and said,  "I've always known Joey!   Since I first met
you, I knew one day you'd be like this, on your knees to me,  ready to
service me, suck my cock, do anything I wanted you to do!" I gasped at
the  way  he  made it sound and then,  stared back at  his  cock.   He
stroked my head and said, "Do it Joey!  Come on baby, do it!  You know
you want it in your mouth!   Open up Joey,  suck my cock!   Service it
for me baby!  Suck me Joey!"   I couldn't have stopped myself if I had
wanted  to.  I slid my lips around the big head of his almost ten inch
cock and began to suck on the head, using my tongue the way I had been
trained to do on a man's dickhead.

He groaned and said,  "Oh shit,  you're better than I thought you'd be
Joey!"   I  pulled back and said,  "I've been trained to do this for a
man Jason and I want to do it for you. Please, can you take me to your
bed and let me do this right Jason, please!?"   He chuckled and picked
me up, bodily and carried me out of the room and down the hall.  As we
passed the entrance, Mr. Stravos was there and he stared in amazement,
at me being carried by a naked Jason.  Jason carried me to his bedroom
and  put  me on the bed and I sat on the edge and he moved to my  face
and  I  took his cock into my mouth.  I moaned as I slid off  onto  my
knees in front of him and began to bob my head,  getting more and more
of that big dick as he stood over me.  Just then, I heard, "Hmm,  look
like the boy like to do that kind of thing Mr. Jason!"

Jason  pushed  my  head back and held his dick against my lips  as  he
angled my head back and said, "Oh yeah, he likes doing this for a man,
don't you Joey?"  I moaned and licked out at his cockhead and said, "I
love to do anything to please a man Jason!"  Stravos laughed and said,
"Think  he  sound  like a little fucktoy whore to  me  Jason!"   Jason
looked down at me as he rubbed his dick over my face and asked,  "That
right Joey?  You a fucktoy!?  A little faggot whore for men baby!?"  I
pushed his hand off my head and nuzzled into his big hairy balls,  and
lifted back and said, "Yes Jason!  I like being a whore for men Jason!
I like being used like a whore, fucked, made to suck dick,  drink cum,
anything else a man wants to feed me from his cock!"   His eyes lifted
as he looked back at Mr. Stravos, and said,  "Stav,  you and your boys
want  to come in after me.  but first me and Joey got to get nice  and
acquainted, I don't think Joey here will mind.  That right Joey!?  You
wouldn't  mind taking care of Strav here and his two boys after  we're
done, would you?"

I  looked  at Mr.  Stravos and licked out at Jason's big dickhead  and
said,  "Oh no,  in fact,  I'd love to service him and his two big stud
sons,  but  first,  I need to make love to this big fucker right  here
Jason!   Let  me make love to it with my mouth,  please  Jason!?"   He
laughed and eased his cock back into my mouth and said, "Suck honey!"