Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2017 15:28:12 +0000 (UTC)
From: Craig <craigp6691@yahoo.com>
Subject: Los Gallos Resort Ch 13

       Author's note:

       Thanks for your continued feedback.  This chapter is a little
different, I think.  A little lighter on the sex and more about bonds being
built.  Some may find it boring, I hope not.

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- Craig (craigp6691)



       Chapter 13 – Getting to Know Benjamin

       After a few days of hanging out at the resort, we decided it was
time for a change of pace.  Tomas from the activity staff had been asking
the day before if anyone wanted to go on an excursion the next day to see
some local Mayan ruins and take a dip in a cenote.  Jake said he was
interested (which surprised me, as he doesn't normally likes those kind of
things), so we signed up.  Mark of course couldn't stomach the thought of
NOT being with Jake 24/7 so he signed up too, even though he had gone on
the same day trip last summer.  Dave decided he'd rather stay back and
relax by the pool, which I assumed to really mean stay back and try to find
a cute boy ass or two to fuck.

       The four of us caught an early breakfast and then the boys and I
said bye to Dave and left to go meet Tomas in the hotel lobby.  Our
transportation was arriving at 8:00 and Tomas had told us not to be late.
As we walked up the steps from the pool to the lobby, Dave yelled to us,
"Say hi to Carlos at the cenote for me!"

       "Who the hell is Carlos?" I asked Mark.

       Mark grinned. "You'll see ...at the cenote."

       As we crested the top of the stairs we could see Tomas standing near
the circle drive with a clipboard.  He was alone except for Benjamin, the
quiet French boy who was sitting on the edge of the fountain that graced
the lobby area.  We'd been here for a few days and Benjamin was one boy I
was still trying to figure out.  From my observations so far, he spent most
of his time drawing in a sketch pad.  I never seen him so much as get in
the pool, and I'd certainly not seen him partake in anything remotely
sexual.  I only knew who he was because his older brother Pierre took part
in the blow job contest a few days ago, and Pierre had pointed out his
family when he was introduced for the contest.

       Despite all of that, I found Benjamin to be a cute kid.  Of course,
there really aren't many boys I DON'T find cute.  He looks 12-13, with a
wiry non-athletic build.  Some might say he was a bit nerdy looking.  He
has short, thick light brown hair that tended to be a bit unkempt.  He
clearly was a bit different than many of the boys here, and that made me
very curious to know more about him.  The quirkiness was also a total turn
on.

       As Jake and Mark checked in with Tomas, I decided to try to break
the ice with Benjamin.  Pulling a bit of my college French from my memory
banks, I greeted him with, "Bonjour. Bon Matin. Comment allez-vous?"

       Benjamin looked at me with a bit of a death stare, and then grinned
a bit.  "Monsieur, your French is horrible," he said softly, and rolled his
eyes.  "Fortunately you are in luck, as my English is superb."

       "Ah, well, at least give me a little credit for at least trying?" I
said and shrugged my shoulders.  "Most of us stupide américains don't
even try you know.  I'm Jason," I said as I extended my hand.  Benjamin
gave me half-hearted handshake.  "That is my son Jake, he's 10, and his
friend Mark, he's 11."

       "Don't you mean boyfriend," responded Benjamin.

       "Perhaps.  You're observant.  They certainly have taking a liking to
each other rather quickly."

       Mark and Jake interrupted our conversation.  I introduced them both
to Benjamin.  "How old are you then," Jake asked Benjamin.

       ""I just turned 13, but I'm small for my age."

       Just then a mini bus with heavily tinted windows pulled up into
circle drive.  "Our ride is here," said Tomas, "but we have four more
guests who were supposed to be going, so just sit tight until they arrive.
We give them a bit more time."  As Tomas finished talking, the elevator
opened and a dad and teenage boy that I didn't recognize came toward us.
Both were blonde with very fair skin.

       After checking in with Tomas, the dad introduced himself and his son
to everyone.  The dad and son were from Sweden.  The dad, Gustav, was 40
and the boy Casper was 14.  They both looked sturdy and athletic with
cropped blond hair.  Casper`s hair was formed into a faux-hawk and he
sported black rimmed glasses which gave a great contrast to his pale skin
and blonde hair.  They were both good looking and I definitely made a
mental note to try to get to know them better.

       I was just beginning to wonder who the last two people going on the
excursion were when I heard a familiar voice from behind me.  "Here we are,
here we are," said the familiar voice.  It was Will.  Will! The hottest boy
in the resort.  Will!  The English boy who sat naked on my shoulders during
the blow job contest and about drove me insane rubbing his hard cock on my
neck.  Will!  The 13 year old boy who jerked me off while I did the same
for him to dump our loads at Charlie's bukkake party.

       I had gotten a small taste of Will's sweet load after he shot on
Charlie's face, but man I really wanted to a full course of it.  We'd
played some games in the pool since the blow job contest and I'd had a
chance to talk to him and had build a bit of a friendship, but the thought
of spending a whole day in his company had me excited.  I felt my cock
beginning to stir.

       "Hey Will," I said with obvious enthusiasm, "oh man, I am so glad
you are going on this trip.  This could be lots of fun."  I gave Will a
wink.

       "My dad's coming too," said Will as I caught sight of John, Will's
dad, who was several feet behind his son.

       I waved to John.  We'd chatted at the bar recently and he knew how
infatuated I was with Will, and didn't mind at all.  He had watched me
fondle his son during the blow job contest and could tell Will had really
taken a liking to me.  He had already told me I was welcome to do anything
with Will that I could talk the boy into.

       Tomas herded us onto the bus.  Mark and Jake hurried on and took the
full seat that stretched across the entire back of the van.  Benjamin went
on next and took the first seat behind the driver, throwing his backpack
down on the seat beside him.  (It figures the quiet nerdy kid would sit up
front by himself. )  I went on behind Benjamin and took the next to last
seat on the right, just in front of Mark and Jake.  John took the seat
opposite of me.  Will was behind his dad, and I expected him to sit with
his father, but to my surprise he flopped down onto the seat beside me.
"OK if I sit with you Jason," he asked.

       I was caught bit of guard, but I obviously wasn't unhappy about it.
"If you promise to be good," I said with a grin, which was immediately
returned.  The Swedes took up a row in the middle of the short bus, a
couple of rows ahead of me.  Finally Tomas came on with some gear and sat
across from Benjamin.

       As the bus pulled out, Tomas gave us a brief rundown of the day.  He
said we would spend about an hour driving to the ruins near the city of
Tulum.  Our tour of the ruins would last about an hour and a half, then we
would have some time on the nice beach that lies below the ruins.  Tomas
reminded us the ruins and beach were public and that nudity and sex play
was not appropriate there.  After the beach we would drive to a nearby
private cenote, where the owner would grill us a nice lunch and we would
have an hour or so to play in the water.  The cenote, Tomas told us, had a
cliff area where you could jump in the water.  It sounded very cool.

       Once Tomas sat down, Will turned to me, "Geez Jason, a whole hour on
this bus.  It's gonna be boring.  I sure wish we could think of something
fun to do."

       "Well, you did promise to donate a whole load to me sometime if I
recall," I said.

       "You wanna blow me?" asked Will.


       I nodded.  "If you don't mind that is," I said as my hand crept over
Will's leg and massaged his cock and balls through his white swim trunks.
Will let out a moan as I identified his cock through the thin material and
began to stroke it.  "C'mon, lets get these off."

       Will spun to his knees and worked his trunks down his hips and over
his cock.  I was excited as first his small bush came into view, followed
by his uncut cock and smooth balls.  His cock was already begginning to
stand straight out, the head pushing through his foreskin.  I reached for
his cock, giving it a couple strokes, fully exposing the head.  Will moaned
as my fingers worked his cock until it was starting to stick both up and
out.

       Standing up in the aisle, Will stepped out of his shorts and then
stepped up onto our seat.  I scooted towards the aisle so he could put one
foot on each side of me.  This brought his cock right about eye level and
gave me a great view of his boyhood.  His cock was perfect.  It was about
4.5 inches with a very small light brown bush above it.  His smooth boy
balls hung nicely below his arching boner.  Will leaned back against the
seat in front of us and grabbed the storage rack above to steady himself.

       I dove in, licking his smooth balls while my hand caressed his
stiffening cock.  His cock was now fully hard and I directed it into my
mouth.  Maybe it was my days of lusting after him talking, but I swear it
was the best tasting cock I had ever had in my mouth.  Pulling his foreskin
down, I swirled my tongue on his sensitive cock head while gently sucking.
I was rewarded with a couple drops of super sweet boy precum.  I tongued
his piss slit, hoping for more of the sweet juice, but there was not much
more.  At this point Will was moaning loudly.  I glanced over to his
father, only to see John smile back at me while he massaged his obvious
erection through his shorts.

       As I began to bob on Will's dick, he began thrusting it into me.  At
his full 5", it was now making its way into my warm throat.  This only
caused Will to thrust harder, and in no time he was fucking my throat.  I
let him take the lead, enjoying the feeling of his cock hitting my throat
and his smooth balls slapping my chin.  I reached up and tickled his taint,
causing him to scream out a couple `Oh Gods'.

       It didn't take Will too long at this pace before his balls tightened
and his body tensed.  He was cumming and I couldn't wait to taste his sweet
juice.  His cock erupted in my mouth, ejaculating with a decent amount of
force for a boy his age.  I tried to keep from swallowing his load.  I
wanted to taste it as long as possible first.  As he pulled his now
sensitive cock from my mouth, I swirled his hot jizz around with my tongue
before finally swallowing it.

       It was only then I became aware that the whole bus had been
observation my fellatio performance.  Casper, the 14yo Swedish boy had move
to the seat in front of John and had pulled his cock out the side of his
shorts and was stroking it.  I couldn't see it super well, but it looked
short and thick and appeared to have a very tight prepuce.  Gustav, his
father was watching from his original seat and gave us a clap.  Tomas gave
us a thumbs up and a grin.  Then I noticed Benjamin.  Benjamin just looked
back at me, shook his head and turned back towards the front and sat.  I
got the feeling he was disgusted by the public show.  I looked back to see
what Mark and Jake were doing to find them making out as the bus bounced
down the road.  They apparently were too absorbed in themselves to care
what Will and I were up to.

       As Will got up to put his shorts back on, I looked over at Casper.
"Maybe it can be your turn on the way back," I said.

       "Sure," Casper said, "if I don't blow it all before then."

       Will sat back down and leaned in against me.  "I'm tired now Jason,"
he said.  I was tired too- we had been up somewhat late and had to get up
early.  I positioned myself against the window and Will leaned in against
me.  We napped like that until we heard the van pull off the highway and
onto the gravel road leading to the ruins.

       ^^^^^^^

       Our tour of the ruins at Tulum was more interesting than I could
have imagined.  Tomas hired a guide for us and that made a huge difference.
Without the explanations from Marco, our guide, the ruins would have just
been an interesting pile of stones.  This kind of thing was clearly right
up Benjamin's alley, he was listening intently to Marco and was full of
very good questions.  What surprised me a bit was how much Jake and Mark
were into the tour.  They were right there with Benjamin most of the time,
while the rest of us lagged a bit or stopped to take pictures, only half
listening to the guide.  I was half expecting Jake to be a bit bored with
it, he was never much into museum type stuff.  At one point I overheard
Jake tell Benjamin how much he liked him asking questions, that it was
making the tour "really cool".

       As our tour wrapped up, the guide showed us the long stairs that led
down to the beach.  Most of the group headed down, but Benjamin plopped
down on the ground and removed his sketch pad from his backpack and began
sketching one of the taller ruins.  I decided to wait up top for him,
hoping for another chance to try to make inroads with him.

       After about 15 minutes of drawing, he packed his things and started
for the stairs.  Seeing me, he looked around for Jake and Mark and then
looked at me quizzically.  "What are you doing up here still?"

       "I waited for you.  I didn't want you to get kidnapped by Mayan
ghosts or something.  I've heard the ruins are haunted," I said with a
grin.  Benjamin rolled his eyes at me.  "Well, really I just wanted to make
sure you didn't get lost or something."

       "Thanks I guess.  I figured you'd be down on the beach trying to
play with some other boy's cock or something by now."
       "Geez kid, you think that's all I'm about?"

       "I dunno, maybe.  You seem obsessed with sex, just like my dad and
brother.  That and sports is about all they seem to appreciate," Benjamin
replied.

       As we began down the stairs our conversation continued.  "Well,
considering the resort we are at, I can see how you can get that
impression.  You might not believe this, but until a week ago I'd never
done anything with a boy at all," I said.

       "Really?" said Benjamin with a look of surprise.

       "Yep.  I had thought about it but never really had the opportunity.
I was worried Jake would not be into this kind of thing and we would be
leaving for a regular resort after a night here.  I like lots of things
besides sex and sports though."

       "Like what?" asked Benjamin.

       "Hmm well lets see.  Music, theater, good books, working out, art."

       The mention of art piqued his interest.  "You really like art?  Who
are you favorites then?" he asked, challenging me as if I were bluffing.

       "Well I really fell in love with art when I went to Spain back in
college, so my favorites are mostly Spanish.  Dali, Picasso, Velazquez.  My
favorite of the trip though was the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona.  Do you
know it?"

       His eyes had lit up at the mention of Sagrada.  "Do I know it?  Of
course.  I was just there a few weeks ago, on a school trip.  I have a
sketch of it in my book, but it's not very good."

       "Well, if you let me see, maybe my new favorite artist would be
Benjamin," I teased him.  "I'd die to see Sagrada again, it has to be way
different from when I was there."

       "I guess I can show you...  If you promise not to laugh at my
sketches.  I am still learning," he replied.

       We had reached the beach at this point and I stopped walking.  I
placed my hands on Benjamin's shoulders and turned him towards me.
Kneeling slightly I brought my face to the same level as his.  "I would
never do that, never," I told him emphatically.

       We continued on and found our way to our group near the far end of
the beach.  Tomas had laid out towels for everyone and they had all gone to
splash in the surf.  I sat with Benjamin and he retrieved his sketch book
and thumbed through it until he found his sketch of the famous church in
Barcelona.

       Looking at the sketch, I was amazed at how good it was.  It showed a
great level of detail and the shading was very good as well.  "You really
think I'd laugh at something this good," I asked him.

       He blushed a bit.  "Really, you like it?" he replied sheepishly.

       "Like it?  It's amazing Benjamin, you should be proud of this."  I
thumbed through his sketches and all of them were nicely done and on a
variety of subjects too.  "These are all really good, you could be a great
artist someday.  I hope your dad sends you to a good art school or
something."

       Benjamin looked down and mumbled, "He doesn't really care about my
drawings.  He thinks art is dumb.  He mostly just cares about Pierre's
sports ...and sex."  I could see Benjamin's eyes tearing up a bit.

       I put my arm around his shoulder and pulled him to me.  "I'm sorry
Benjamin.  That's really not fair at all."

       "It's OK," he said through a muffled sob, "I'm used to it by now."
I held him for a few seconds until his breathing returned t normal.

       "I'm sorry about what I did on the bus with Will," I told him.  "If
I had known you were bothered by it, I wouldn't have done it, or I might
have been a little more discrete at least."

       "It's alright Jason.  I just keep hoping to find somewhere here to
talk to who isn't only interested in sex and thought maybe this excursion
might be different than the resort.  But you know what, I do think I've
found someone to talk to, finally," he said looking at me with a smile.

       "I'm glad.  That makes me happy too.  I like talking to you.  You're
interesting to talk to and you're smart.  I like that.  Can I ask you
something Benjamin?"

       "Sure."

       "So you've not really done much sexually then? " I asked.  "Are you
like 100% into girls I guess?"

       He lifted his shirt.  "Not a single cum bead tattoo," he said
proudly.  "My dad tried to get me into it when I turned nine, like he did
with Pierre.  That was when our mom left us and moved to Thailand with this
banker guy.  That was when dad starting playing with Pierre and Pierre
couldn't get enough of dad's dick from the very beginning.  I guess it
always bothered me how much time they spent doing sex stuff together, and
at all his football matches, so when dad tried to get me into it, I just
didn't really want much to do with it.  I think he thought bringing me to
Los Gallos would get me interested.  So far, it hasn't."

       I felt sorry for the boy.  Clearly being shunned by his own father
was affecting him negatively in many ways.  "So, do you even wank then?" I
teased.

       "Bien sur," he said, "I am 13 after all.  I don't do it that much
though.  I am usually reading or drawing most of the time, or watching
Netflix, but sometimes I wake up with a boner and well, you know," he said
as gave a shy grin.  "I don't shoot much yet though."

       "I get it.  Well maybe if you were with someone you really liked and
were friends with, you would be interested in trying more things.  Hey it's
getting kind of hot," I said changing the subject, "what do you say we go
jump in the water and cool off."

       "Um," Benjamin hesitated, "I don't really swim too good.  But go
ahead if you want."

       "C'mon, I'll make sure you won't drown.  I'll stay right by you, and
we don't have to go out very far.  Besides, it looks shallow for quite a
ways out there anyway," I said.  He looked apprehensive.  I could tell he
was uncomfortable.  "Give it a try, you might like it.  If not, you can
come right back in.  Whatdya say?"

       "Ok, ok, promise to stay with me Jason?" he said.  I nodded.  He
slipped off his Adidas shoes and white socks and peeled off his t-shirt.
It was the first I had seen him without a shirt.  He was skinny and you
could make out his ribs easily.  His nipples were still small and
undeveloped.  Around his neck were his Los Gallos tags, including one
indicating he was still an anal virgin, which I had assumed from our
conversation.  Unlike most guests at Los Gallos, he was wearing underwear
under his trunks.  The red waistband of his Adidas underwear was visible
above the top of his white trunks.

       We waded out into the water and I as thought, it was quite shallow
for a long ways out.  We found Jake and Mark who were playfully diving into
the oncoming waves.  I gave Benjamin some basic instructions on how to
avoid getting water in your nose and the like and held his hand as we dove
through the first few waves.  It took a while, but his nervousness
eventually subsided and he was soon joining Mark and Jake diving into waves
and eventually even trying to body surf.  It was nice that it was shallow
enough you could dive into a wave and still stand up afterwards, so
swimming wasn't really necessary.  I stood near the boys just in case he
would need my help, but he did fine.  It was fun watching them encourage
each other and clap when one would catch a nice wave in towards shore.

       After about 30 minutes, Tomas called to us, indicating it was time
to dry off and leave.  Mark and Jake went running after each other to the
beach.  I looked to Benjamin and he gave me a broad smile.  As he neared
me, he said, "Wow, I'm tired.  Think I could get a ride or something?"  I
knelt in the water and told him to get on my back.  He eagerly jumped on
for a piggy back ride.  I wondered to myself if his own father had ever
bothered to do things like this with him when he was a younger boy.  Jake
was only 10 and had long since outgrown piggy back rides.  As I carried him
up the beach, his pulled his arms around my neck and gave me a gentle hug
from behind and spoke quietly into my ear, "Merci Jason.  Merci beaucoup."

       ^^^^^^

       The boys gathered our stuff and headed back up the stairs to the
parking lot.  Will's father John and I helped Tomas gather up all the
towels and were the last ones heading up from the beach.

       "You seemed to have made a new amigo Jason," John said as we
climbed.  "Working on getting into his pants are you?"

       I was almost angry at the insinuation.  I honestly had thought very
little about doing things with Benjamin.  But given the nature of the
resort, I suppose I see how that could be a reasonable assumption.  "Not
even a little bit, yet anyway," I replied.  "That boy is starved for
positive attention.  His dad gives it all to his older brother, his fuck
buddy.  Kind of pisses me off to be honest.  The kid is nice, he's smart
and he's artistically gifted. "

       "Got ya," said John.  "I just hope Will doesn't get too jealous," he
continued, somewhat jokingly.  "But seriously, Will has certainly taken a
strong liking to you mate."

       "I'm pretty fond of him too, in more ways than one.  He's a fun kid,
and honestly he's probably the hottest boy at Los Gallos to me."

       "Well I am biased, but I tend to agree," laughed John.

       We finally reached the bus and Tomas helped us stow the towels in
the rear storage area.  As I got on I noticed Benjamin wasn't in his seat.
I began to get a little worried until I realized he was sitting towards the
back in the double seat Will and I occupied on the way from the resort.
"There you are," I said, "I was worried when I didn't see you up front."

       "Is it ok if I sit back here... with you," Benjamin asked nervously.

       "Of course silly boy," I said as I ruffled his hair.  "But I get the
window, OK?"  Benjamin scooted out to let me in and then climbed back in
with his backpack.  "Why don't you show Mark and Jake your sketches, they
would love to see them."

       "I don't know," he started to say, until I gave him a bit of a dirty
look.

       "Mark, Jake, check out Benjamin's drawings, they're really good," I
said over the seat.

       Benjamin handed the sketch book to the boys behind him.  "Be careful
not to smudge them, ok?"  Then he turned and leaned into me.  I turned
slightly to present my chest to him to lie upon.  "I'm exhausted," he
mumbled.

       As he lay quietly on my chest, I draped my arm over him.  I could
hear exclamations from Mark and Jake as they looked at his work.  They were
clearly as impressed as I was.  As our ride hit the smooth highway,
Benjamin drifted off to sleep.  As his breaths rose and fell, I gently
stroked his head and back.  Looking across the aisle, I saw Will draped
across the opposite seat, asleep in his father's lap.  John looked at me
and gave me a smile.

       Our next stop was the cenote.  We travelled about 30 minutes on
smooth highways before finally pulling off onto a poorly maintained road
that was very bumpy.  The jerking and swaying of the bus awakened both Will
and Benjamin.  "I guess I fell asleep," my new friend whispered, looking up
into my eyes.

       "You could say that.  You crashed hard mon ami."

       "Sorry Jason."

       "Don't be.  I rather liked holding you while you napped," I said,
pulling him towards me.  Just then the bus stopped and Tomas jumped out to
let down a chain that was strung across the road with a sign that said
"Cerrado / Closed".

       After the bus passed, he put the chain back up and jumped back on
board.  "The cenote is just for us today Senors," he announced.  "It is
just a bit further down the road, OK."

       Mark came up and squeezed into the seat next to Benjamin, handing
him back the sketch book.  "These are really good, I mean REALLY good," he
said.  "Um, Jake and I were wondering if you would maybe do a sketch of the
two of us."

       "Well, I'm not that good with people so much, but sure I can try
later."  I could tell Benjamin was buoyed by Mark's request.

       The van pulled to a stop next to an older white Toyota pick-up
truck.  The truck had a large grill in the back and next to the truck were
a couple of folding tables that had been set out.  As the door to our bus
opened, a short very dark skinned boy came running onto the bus, yelling
with excitement, "Tomas, Tomas, yeah, I hoped you would come today."  The
Mexican boy appeared to be about 12, with dark hair cut in a short bowl
style.  He was wearing old dusty black soccer shorts and a worn soccer
jersey from the Mexican national team.

       Tomas gave the boy a tight hug.  "Everyone this is Carlos.  His dad
Marco owns the land that we are on, the cenote.  They will be grilling us
lunch while we swim in the cenote.  And then after lunch, we can play more
in the water, OR ... maybe you can play with Carlos.  You're a naughty
horny boy aren't you Carlos."

       "Always!" replied Carlos.  He gave Tomas' crotch a squeeze before he
bounded back off the bus.

       Marked leaned over to me, "now you know who Carlos is."  With all
the happenings with Benjamin, I had completely forgotten about Dave sending
us off this morning with "have fun with Carlos"

       "I love that boy," Tomas addressed us, grinning.  "He can't get
enough cock to keep him happy."  Tomas herded us off the bus and pointed
out a few things about the cenote.  It was larger than most I had been to.
It was bound on one side by a small cliff.  Tomas pointed out the water was
deep by the cliff and it was safe to climb up the cliff and jump in.  On
the opposite of the cenote from the parking area was a picnic table under
some trees near some larger boulders.  On this side of the cenote were the
tables for serving lunch and next to that, two covered cabanas with air
mattresses.  "Those are for giving Carlos what he needs most," pointed out
Tomas.  "Or for anyone else that might want some horny fun before we go
back to Los Gallos."

       Tomas told us we'd have about 30 minutes before lunch was ready, so
everyone jumped into the cenote and swam around.  It was a hot Mexican
summer day, and the cool fresh water felt amazing.  All of the boys and
dads were swimming naked, including Mark and Jake, but Benjamin kept his
trunks on, as did I.  I wanted him to not be the only one.  He stayed with
me in the shallow section for a while as we watched everyone climb the
rocks and jump into the water from the cliff.  It was about a six foot drop
into the water and some of the more daring in the group dove or even did a
front flips.

       "Think I should try it Jason," Benjamin asked me.

       "Sure, go for it.  I'll go out and make sure you come up.  Just
remember when you hit the water start kicking your feet, you'll pop right
up.  It's partial salt water so you'll float easily."  Benjamin climbed up
onto the rocks and paused at the top.  He looked a bit nervous.  I am sure
it looked further down from up top, it always does.  "1, 2, 3, GO!" I
shouted.

       He closed his eyes and pushed off, holding his nose as he hit the
water.  As he came back up I grasped his arm to make sure he was ok.
Clearing the surface of the water, he looked at me with a look of
excitement on his face.  "I did it," he exclaimed.  I gave him a high five
and then he paddled to the side, where he picked up a couple fist bumps
from the other boys.  He was anxious to jump again.  And again, and again.
He was obviously less nervous and more confident with each trip up the
rocks.

       Soon Marco, Carlos and Tomas were calling to us, letting us know
lunch was ready.  It wasn't fancy but it was tasty.  Fresh guacamole,
chips, burgers and beans.  As we ate, Carlos and Marco stripped and jumped
into the water to cool off.  Preparing our lunch in the midday heat had
them both sweating.

       As I ate my burger, I checked out the naked dad and son as they
swam.  Marco was about 40, a little over weight with a smooth chest, except
for some sparse hair around each nipple.  He had a slight mustache and
medium length hair.  On his back "CARLOS `04" was tattooed in script.  (I
assume this mean that Carlos was born in 2004, which would make him 12).
The dad's uncut cock was approximately 3" soft and rested over a huge set
of hairy balls.

       Carlos had little in common with his father.  He was skinny and
athletic.  He was short, probably only about 4'10.  From my vantage point,
he appeared to still be completely smooth, but I didn't rule out the
possibility he might have some sparse pubes.  His cock was uncut of course,
and seemed about 2" in length and narrow.  His ass was nicely rounded.  My
first thought was to picture Dave's hard cock sliding in and out of his
smooth boy hole.  (I assumed at this point that Dave had fucked the boy
last year anyway).

       Carlos climbed out of the water and walked over to Tomas and put his
arm around his shoulder.  "Are you done yet Tomas," he said.  "I want to
play with your cock."

       Tomas still had some beans and about ½ a burger to finish.  "Not
quite, soon though and then we can..."

       They were interrupted by our bus driver who was leaning against the
bus, finishing a burger and a bottle of Dos XX.  "I got something you can
play with right here," said the driver.  "Let's go to the cabana shall we."

       The two disappeared behind the bus to the cabanas.  In no time the
sound of slurping could be heard through the quiet jungle.  From the sound
of it, the bus driver was getting a nice sloppy blow job from the horny
boy.  Soon the sounds of subtle moans were adding to the mix of slurping
and slapping sounds.

       I looked across the table to Jake and nodded my head to the other
side of the cenote.  I was hoping he would interpret my sign language.  I
wanted him to get Benjamin away from the impending sex fest.  I assumed he
was still going to be turned off by it.  Jake didn't disappoint me.  "Hey
Benjamin, you think you could draw that sketch of us now.  We can go sit on
those rocks by the picnic table and you can use the table to draw on."

       "Sure.  Let's go he said, running for the bus to get his backpack."
The boys slipped their shorts back on and slowly made their way around the
edge of the water to the other side.  I watched as Mark and Jake climbed
atop a big boulder and Benjamin posed them a bit.  Jake and Mark had their
arms around each other, looking like the close friends they had become.
There they sat as Benjamin retrieved his book and pencils and began to
sketch.

       Turning my attention back to this side of the water, I sat back down
at the picnic table with the others.  Glancing down the bench on my side, I
noticed Casper and John, who were seated next to each other, were both
sporting boners.  I got a better look at Casper's Swedish cock now.  It was
surrounded by wiry blonde hair that emanated mostly from the base of a
thick cock, with not much above his cock at all.  His ample ball sack was
smooth.  His cock wasn't the longest, but what it lacked in length was made
up in girth.  The head of his 14 year old cock was clearly straining
against an obviously tight foreskin.  The poor kid definitely had a case of
phimosis.

       "Looks like the sounds of that sucking has you guys a little horned
up."

       "Looking at this hot blonde cock right here is doing it for me,"
said John, as he reached for Casper's boner and gave it a squeeze.
       "Oh daddy," moaned Casper.  "Feels good," he said in his heavy
Swedish accent.  Casper reached over and gave John's 6.5" uncut cock a
squeeze back.

       As I looked across the table, it was apparent that Will and Gustav,
Casper's father, both had their hands in each other's crotch, feeling
around.  After a few minutes the four of them threw away their trash and
made their way to the cabanas, leaving just Tomas and I at the table.

       "Well, it looks like your crew kind of deserted you.  You should
come help me fill Carlos' bum with some hot man cum Senor Young."

       "I might come along in a minute, I am going to have another beer
first," I replied.  Tomas headed off and I sat quietly drinking another
cerveza while watching the peaceful scene across the water.  Mark and Jake
sat quietly, occasionally giggling while Benjamin's pencils furiously flew
across the paper of his sketch pad.  The joy of the three boys warmed my
heart.

       Content that the boys were occupied for a while in their artistic
endeavors, I decided to go investigate the more deviant endeavors that were
taking place on this side of the water.  The sounds of sex had multiplied
greatly since it was just the bus driver and Carlos going at it.  As I
rounded the back of the van, the nearest cabana was occupied by Carlos,
Tomas and bus driver.  Carlos was on his knees, taking Tomas' hard cock
from behind while the bus driver was feeding his cock to the boy.  The
little whore was getting spit roasted and seemed to be loving every minute
of it.  As I got nearer, it was obvious the bus driver was about to orgasm.
He was beating his meat furiously, the head on the lips of the smooth boy.
As he let out a loud grunt, his cock exploded, splatter hot cum partially
on the boys face and partially in his open mouth.  The boy took the man's
cock into his mouth and worked it, eager to get his full load.  As the
man's cock slid in and out of the boy's mouth, it was coated in a thick
coat of cum.  Once his orgasm finished, the driver stuffed his wet cock
back into his shorts and announced he needed a smoke and a beer and walked
off.

       Tomas pulled his cock from Carlos and rolled the boy onto his back
and pushed his legs back.  In no time, his cock had found its way back
between the smooth brown globes and deep inside the boys behind.  With all
that had happened with Benjamin, I was more in the mood to please a boy
than anything else, so I sat beside Carlos and began playing with his hard
uncut dick as Tomas continued his assault on the boy's ass.  As I got
closer to the boy, I realized I was mistaken about him being totally
smooth.  He had a nice bunch of dark hairs around all sides of the base of
his cock.  Stroking it to full hardness, I peeled his foreskin back and
licked the boys cock, causing him to buck at me and coo.  I gave it a few
gentle sucks while patting his balls and smooth area under them.  Tomas
didn't seem close to being done with him, so I got up to check on the
others.  Carlos looked at me with a look of fright.  "No, please, keep
sucking, porfa," he said.

       "I'll be back in a few, don't shoot without me Carlos."  He nodded.

       Around a wide tree I found the other cabana with John, Will, Gustav
and Casper.  Both teens were on their backs, being fucked by the other's
father.  Gustav's cock was thick like his son's, and was firing in and out
of Will's smooth ass.  Will was commanding Gustav to fuck him harder,
practically begging for it.  Meanwhile, John's more average cock was
drilling Casper's hole as well, with John occasionally slapping Casper's
milky-white, smooth muscular butt cheeks.

       I went around to Gustav's side to get a better look at his phimosed
cock.  Kneeling down, I could see that with his cock being completely
erect, the opening of his prepuce was now fully stretched to its max.  The
small opening couldn't have been more than about ¾" wide.  Not nearly
enough to be able to spread down over his plump cock head, the outline of
which was clearly visible under the taught skin.  Like I had done with
Carlos, I took Casper's thick cock into my mouth and licked it.  I got as
much of my tongue under the tight skin as I could, giving his head a few
licks before taking his entire thick 4" cock deep in my mouth.  "Ya, ya,
dats it," the boy screamed in pleasure.

       I glanced up to see Will staring over at me from his side of the
bed, his ass still being fed Gustav's thick cock.  He looked longingly
towards me.  I made my way over to him and took his familiar cock into my
mouth.  "I thought maybe you'd forgotten about me Jason," he smirked.

       I stopped sucking his cock long enough to retort, "Never", before
return my attention to his fantastic English cock, peeling the skin
completely and swirling my tongue all over his soft cockhead.  I was
rewarded with a couple drops of sweet precum.  "Hmmm Will, you're
delicious."

       As I continued sucking Will, I heard John loudly drop his load deep
into Casper's bowels.  The sight of his son being filled sent Gustav over
the edge.  Pulling his cock from Will's ass he stroked it like mad until
his load sprayed my face and Will's cock and balls.  It was my first
experience with Swedish jizz, and I must say it wasn't bad.  Licking up
some of it, I glanced up at him and joked, "I think you owe me a cum bead
Gustav", which elicited a smile from the Swede.

       As both men calmed down from their intense orgasms, we all heard
Tomas announce the arrival of his own explosion.  Carlos encouraged him,
shouting, "cum in me Tomas, give me your milk."  As we were still catching
our breath, the little devil Carlos yelled out again.  "Who's next?"  The
little slut was insatiable!

       Gustav and Will looked at each other.  Neither teen had unloaded
while being fucked and both still had erections that needed relief.  "Let's
go," said Will and both boys promptly rolled off our cabana and darted for
the adjacent one.  Gustav and John went to get beers, so I decided to go
watch the teen action.

       Will was fucking Carlos first.  The blond brit had lied on his back
and Carlos was on top of him riding his cock, bouncing his small frame up
and down.  A thin line of Tomas' previously deposited jizz was running down
Will's cock and over his soft ball sack, dripping onto the cabana mattress.
Casper stood over the two, gently stroking his cock, keeping it erect for
when his turn came to fill the boy with his thick cock.  I was only there
about a minute before Will thrusted upwards with considerable force,
arching his back and unloaded into the boy's ass.

       Seeing that his turn had arrived, Casper sat and pulled the eager
little slut towards him and positioned him above his cock, with Carlos
facing away from him.  Once satisfied the alignment was right, he slammed
the skinny boy down on his cock.  You could tell Casper's thick cock sent
shockwaves through Carlos by the look on the Mexican boy's face.  Casper
liked to talk dirty when he fucks.  "Ja, how do you like that thick cock
boy, take it boy, take it all."  Casper was a strong boy and as he leaned
back against the post supporting the cabana, he used his strong arms to
lift Carlos up and down on his cock, slamming him back down with decent
force.

       The thickness of Casper's cock was clearly pushing against Carlos'
prostate, pushing a long strand of clear precum out the tip of his hard
cock.  That looked too good to pass up.  I crawled up between both boys
legs and sucked the precum off Carlos' bouncing cock.  "I told you I'd be
back," I said to him.  My message seemingly barely registered in his face,
all his concentration was apparently on the thick cock penetrating his well
used boy pussy.

       I returned my mouth to his skinny cock.  It was a challenge to suck
him as he was being bounced wildly on Casper's fat cock, but I was still
able to get a wet tongue on his rod and balls.  I don't know if it was my
sucking or Casper's fucking, but with no announcement or warning, my mouth
was soon filled with the watery cum of the Mexican boy.  It was very sweet,
as all young boy cum tends to be, whether Mexican or British, both of which
I'd now had the pleasure of sampling today.

       Casper's orgasm didn't arrive much later, delivered with several
deep thrusts and grunts from the muscular teen.  Carlos sat quietly on the
boy's now motionless and softening cock, regaining his breath, before
finally rolling off to Casper's side.  Casper's cock slid from the boy's
rear, coated with a mixture of his own cum, and the previous loads from
Tomas and Will.  Without hesiation, Carlos took the blonde cock into his
mouth and cleaned it off.

       "Gracias a todos," said Carlos as he skipped away from us, his
smooth butt shaking as he rounded the bus, one cheeked smeared with
someone's semen.

       Looking at Will and Casper, I said, "well that was pretty fucking
hot," to which both boys nodded their heads.

       	"But nobody made you cum Jason," Will pointed out.

       "Not worried about it.  I was more in the mood to make others feel
good today.  Maybe you can take care of me after we get back to the
resort."

       ^^^^^^

       Retrieving a water from the cooler, I was happy to see that
Benjamin, Mark and my son were still happily entertaining themselves across
the cenote.  Mark, being more experience, might have liked taking part in
the little orgy on this side, but I knew my own son was still shier than
that and I was positive Benjamin would have wanted nothing to do with it.
They boys were still sitting on the picnic table, talking and laughing,
about what, I do not know.

       The bus driver, along with Tomas and Marco had pretty much finished
cleaning up from lunch and were packing the bus up to leave.  "About 10
more minutes," Tomas announced.  I set off around the water to go fetch the
boys.  As I approached their laughter got louder and louder.

       "You guys having a joke party over here?" I asked as I approached.

       Jake got up and gave me a hug.  "No, Benjamin is teaching us how to
cuss in French!  It's hilarious."

       "I'm sure.  How did the drawing turn out?" I inquired.
       Benjamin held it up for me to see.  "Not bad I don't think."

       "More like really good I think," I said.  It was a nice sketch of
Mark and Jake from the waist up, bare-chested with their arms around each
other's back and great smiles on their faces.  He did a great job on it,
both boys looked just like they do in real life.  "Well, we need to be
getting ready to go, so let's make like a baby and head out."  All three
boys looked at me, surprised by the stupidity of my joke.  Then they looked
at each other and all burst out laughing.

       "Your dad's the best," said Benjamin.

       ^^^^

       The ride back to the resort was uneventful.  I got an entire seat
back to myself again, as Benjamin joined Mark and Jake in the back row.
What had been an inseparable pair the past few days with Mark and Jake, was
now becoming the Three Musketeers with the addition of Benjamin.

       I did move up across from Casper and suggested to him that he go see
Carl about his tight foreskin.  I thought Carl might have some ways of
stretching it out.  I knew as it was, he was going to probably require a
circumcision in order to keep from having constant hygiene issues.

       When we got back, the boys were already hungry.  None of them liked
beans or guacamole, so they hadn't really eaten much at lunch.  Nor had
they gotten any boy protein, like I had.  Mark and Jake were already
talking about what they hoped the buffet would have when we got back.  As
we got out of the bus and passed through the lobby, Benjamin peeled off
towards his room with saying much.

       Mark and Jake both stopped him.  "You are coming to eat with us
right Benjamin."

       Benjamin looked back to them with a smile as wide as goal posts and
said something in French I did not understand.  Slang they did not teach me
in college, apparently.  The three boys all laughed hysterically before
Benjamin told them he would see them in the buffet in 15 minutes, he was
just going to put his stuff in his room.

       "Let's go find your dad," I said to Mark.  "Maybe he can join us for
dinner and hear all about your new friend."

       ^^^^

       We couldn't find Dave right off, so the boys peeled off to meet
Benjamin to satisfy their hunger while I continued the search.  I finally
located Dave, down on the beach.  Amusingly, he was in the middle of a
3-way with Benjamin's brother Pierre and their dad Yves.  Dave was pounding
Pierre doggy style while Yves fed Pierre his daddy cock.

       As I approached, I could tell by the tensing of Dave's body that he
was emptying his nut into the French boy.  Dave caught sight of me and gave
me a wave.  "Hey, welcome back, sorry you missed this little party.  How
was the excursion?  Did you get to meet Carlos?"

       Before I could answer Yves butted in.  "So you were with my boy
Benjamin today.  I hope he wasn't too annoying," he said with a muted
laugh.

       "He was not," I said in a rather matter of fact fashion.

       "Well then I hope he didn't bore everyone to death," offered Yves.

       This dad's demeaning attitude towards his sweet boy was seriously
annoying.  "I'd say we rather enjoyed his company.  So much so, I think
he's dining with us tonight," I replied angrily.

       Pierre had stopped sucking his dad's cock and was listening to the
conversation.  "Ooh, what, did he finally put out for someone," said Pierre
before busting into laughter, which was soon joined by deep belly laughs
from his father.

       "WRONG!  Again!  You two are impossible.  Let's go Dave, the boys
are waiting for us" I said and I turned and stormed back to the pool and
restaurant area.

       Dave caught up to me a few feet away.  "What the hell was THAT all
about?" he asked.

       "Those two, that's what," nodding back towards the beach, where
Pierre had resumed sucking his father.  "They are too stupid to appreciate
a truly fantastic boy."

       As Dave and I walked to the restaurant, I gave him a recap of the
day's events with Benjamin, telling him all about his artwork, how the boys
had really bonded on the trip, and how he was completely unappreciated by
his dad and brother.  I also gave him a brief summary of how Carlos got his
needs taken care of at the cenote.

       When we arrived at the buffet, it relatively empty still as dinner
was just starting to be served, so finding the boy's was not difficult.
Benjamin was sitting alone, as Mark had gone to order a pizza and Jake had
gone to pee.  Benjamin got up and greeted me with a hug and I introduced
him to Dave.

       As we were sitting down, Jake ran up from behind.  "Dad, dad, can
Mark and B please spend the night in our room tonight, please."  Apparently
they had started calling Benjamin just "B".  As far as nicknames go, I
liked that a hell of a lot more than Benji.  I looked to Dave who quickly
nodded his approval.

       "I don't see why not," I said.  "I can crash in Dave and Mark's room
or just take the couch or something.  We'll have to OK it with Benjamin's
dad though, OK."

       "He won't care," said Benjamin.

       "I'd bet you're right," I said, "but I will check nonetheless just
to make sure."

       We had a nice dinner.  The boys relived the day's fun while making
plans for what they could do on their sleepover.  Meanwhile Dave gave me a
rundown of the day's happenings at Los Gallos.  Apparently we had missed
the younger black boy getting bukkaked.  Dave said the white cum running
down his face was quite a sight, but that he hadn't come close to breaking
Charlie's record for number of loads.

       ^^^^^

       After dinner, Dave and I hit the pool bar.  The boys headed to
Benjamin's room to get a few things for the sleep over and then to go hang
out in our room.  While we were at the bar, Yves and Pierre came up from
the beach and stopped at the bar for a drink.  I took the opportunity to
make sure they were ok with Benjamin sleeping in our room tonight.  Not
only were they fine with it, they were happy about it.  Pierre suggested
they could invite some people up to their room for an orgy, which earned
him a high five from his father.  I remember Benjamin complaining to me
earlier that they only cared about sex and sports.  Just observing them the
last hour or so, I could see it was true.

       After closing down the pool bar and hanging at the lobby bar for a
while, Dave and I went to get the boys to check on the boys and see if they
might want to come down for that nights show, which was a family of
acrobats.  The boy's were already getting ready to leave for the show
themselves as we arrived at the room, they had even put on nicer clothes.

       "B thought it would be neat if we all looked nice tonight," Mark
explained.

       As the boys left the room slightly ahead of us, Dave whispered to me
, "This French boy. He's quite the influence."

       The show was amazing, but as soon as it was done the boys wanted to
go back to the room immediately.  Dave and I weren't remotely ready to turn
in, so we hung out at the lobby bar for a while before heading down to the
dungeon sex room.  That escapade might be the subject of a later chapter,
but while fun, the details aren't important for this chapter.  But we were
both out quite late, with Dave leaving me at some point.  He might have
told me he was going, but I could have been just drunk enough not to have
heard him.

       Not knowing if Dave might have invited someone back to his room, I
figured I would just head back to my own room and crash on the couch.  I
hoped the boys left me that anyway.  Opening the door to our room, I could
see the lights were off but the flickering television was casting a blue
glow across the room.  All three boys were massed together in the center of
our king size bed, their `nicer clothes' scattered on the floor around the
bed.  Benjamin was in the middle of the large bed, sleeping on his back.
Jake and Mark were on either side, each with an arm draped across
Benjamin's bare chest, as if they were his personal protectors.  I wondered
briefly if they were naked and maybe had been playing sexually.  The thin
sheet was pulled above their waists, preventing me from seeing what they
were wearing.

       Curiosity got the best of me and I peeked under the sheet.  All
three boys were wearing boxer briefs still.  I tried to ascertain how much
of a bulge Benjamin sported in his, but there either wasn't much of one or
it was too dark for me to see.  I pulled the sheet up and over them
followed by the blanket to keep them warm.  I thought about squeezing into
the bed beside Jake, but there wasn't quite enough room to be comfortable
so I turned to head over to the couch.

       That's when I spied Benjamin's sketch book open on the night stand.
His latest sketch was of all three boys, in their `nicer clothes'.  I used
the flashlight on my phone to get a better look.  It was another great
piece of work.  Under the book was Jake's Ipad.  I turned it on and noticed
it was open to a picture they had taken of the three of them.  It matched
the sketch.  Benjamin must have used it to draw from.

       I was very proud how willing Jake and Mark were to make a new friend
that had wildly different interests than them.  It showed a level of
maturity I didn't know Jake had attained.  It made me smile and I took the
spare pillow and blanket to the sofa, where I quickly drifted to sleep.

       ^^^^^

       It was about 6:30 the next morning when I woke up with a splitting
headache.  I had meant to take some advil and drink some water when I got
back to the room before crashing to counteract the alcohol.  But I had
apparently been distracted by the cherubs sleeping peacefully in my bed.

       I decided to make some coffee, hoping it would help my head recover.
As quietly as I could, I filled the carafe of the in-room maker and got the
coffee going.  I looked over the boys, all three still sleeping, though
they had shifted in the night.  Jake had rolled to the edge of the bed,
where he slept on his side.  Mark had rolled away from Benjamin and was
also on his side, with Benjamin now nestled up to him from behind, his arm
draped over Mark's bare chest.

       While the coffee brewed I got a better look at the sketch of the
three boys.  This one was more amazing because it was in color, where the
one of just Mark and Jake had been a pencil sketch.  It must have taken
quite some time for Benjamin to produce it.  As I was admiring the artwork,
the coffee pot gurgled, let me know the coffee was ready.  I filled a cup
and grabbed the book I had been reading and went out to the patio for some
fresh air.

       I had gotten about halfway through a chapter when Jake quietly
opened the sliding door and joined me on the patio.  He was wearing just
his blue under armour boxer briefs.  They looked great on him.  "Hola
papi," he greeted me with a hug as he crawled into my lap.

       "Hey buddy.  I didn't expect you up quite so early, I figured you
boys were up late last night, I know I was."

       "I just had to pee.  I'm prolly gonna go back to bed for a while.  I
just saw you and wanted a hug is all," Jake said.  I gave him another
squeeze.

       "While were alone for a minute, I just want to tell you how happy I
am that you and Mark have befriended Benjamin.  He really could use some
friends here.  I don't think he'd been having fun at all.  And I might be
telling you too much, but his dad and brother don't pay much attention to
him."

       "It's ok dad, B is really cool.  He's really funny and it's neat how
well he can draw and stuff," Jake told me.

       "I know.  I saw the one he did last night.  It's impressive," I
said.  "Hey I'm really glad you figured out what I wanted you to do
yesterday at the cenote when I nodded at you.  I was glad you helped get
Benjamin away before the crazy sex started.  I don't think he likes being
around it, he gave me quite a look on the bus when I was fooling around
with Will."

       "Ohhhhh," said Jake laughing, "I thought you wanted to get ME away
from it.  And you and Will were kinda crazy on the bus ya know."

       "Yeah, I guess.  Sorry about that.  Hope you didn't get jealous or
anything, you're still my favorite boy to play with," I said as I gave the
bulge in his boxers a squeeze.  "I guess getting you away from that scene
wasn't a bad thought either, it was a bit crazy and I know this is all
still pretty new to you.  No need to go too far too fast."

       "It's cool dad.  Thanks again for bringing me here, I love this
place.  I've never met such cool friends as here," Jake said as he gave me
a hug.  "And by the way, B may not hate sex stuff as much as you think."

       That piqued my interest.  "Why do you say that?  Did you guys have
some fun last night?"

       Jake nodded.  "Mark and I took turns sucking his dick until he came.
He said it was the first time anyone else had ever gotten him to shoot.  He
told us his dad and brother have tried but he never liked it from them."

       "Sounds like you might have opened his mind to some new things.
That's neat Jake," I said.

       "Well, I'm going to go back to get some more sleep," said Jake
before he quietly shuffled back inside.  Instead of going back to my book,
I imagined Jake and Mark sucking Benjamin to orgasm.  Not having seen
Benjamin's cock, it was kind of hard to imagine.  It really got my
curiosity going.  How big was he?  Hair?  Surely uncut?  I gently rubbed my
hard cock through my shorts as I thought about the French boy being
pleasured by Mark and Jake, experiencing his first orgasm from something
other than his right hand.  I closed my eyes and briefly slipped into a
light sleep, the advil and coffee finally kicking in to ease my headache.

       ^^^^

       I was awoken from my light sleep by the sound of the patio door
sliding open.  I opened my eyes expecting to see Jake again, but instead it
was Benjamin, carefully carrying a cup of coffee coming out to join me on
the patio.  He was dressed only in his underwear, a stretchy pair of grey
boxer briefs that tightly hugged his hips.  "Hey there, good morning," I
said as I scanned him up and down, admiring his still smooth legs and
chest.  Oh and the slight outline of his genitals too.

       "Hi Jason," he said quietly, as he sat the cup of coffee down on the
small plastic table next to me.

       "I already have coffee," I said, lifting my cup up from the patio
floor.

       He shook his head and grinned.  "That's coffee for me," he replied.
"I guess you can call it coffee anyway.  It's not very good.  Still better
than your French though," he continued with a smirk.

       "Ha ha !  Very funny.  So you French really are food snobs I guess.
What has you up so early anyway."

       "I got up a bit ago to use the washroom and then I was just lying in
bed watching Jake sit on your lap and talk... And I was uh... just
wondering, I mean, uh, wishing, or I mean thinking how nice it would be to
be sitting and talking with you like Jake was," said Benjamin, his eyes
looking down to hide his apparent apprehension and embarrassment.  "I tried
to go back to sleep after Jake came back to bed but then I kept smelling
the coffee, and so... um...yeah, here I am."

       It was all too obvious he was looking for affection from me, and I
had no intention of withholding it.  "Well.  Glad to have the company
Benjamin.  You can sit on my lap if you want," I said opening my arm to
him.  As Benjamin climbed into my lap I realized I still had a nearly full
erection from when I was imagining Benjamin getting blown by Mark and Jake.
As he sat onto my left leg his bare thigh brushed up against my stiff cock.

       "You're hard," he said with a look of surprise on his face.

       "Oops, sorry about that Benjamin.  I didn't even notice, really.
It's just that when you came out I had been daydreaming about -," I said,
about to admit he was part of the reason I was boned.  I wasn't sure I
should tell him that Jake had filled me on their sex play last night.  I
wasn't sure if it was suppose to be a secret.

       "It's no big deal, I get them all the time too.  But what were you
daydreaming about, or maybe I should ask you WHO you were daydreaming
about," he said with a laugh.

       I had been completely honest with this boy until now and I saw no
reason to stop now.  "Well, to be honest, I was thinking about YOU... and
Jake and Mark.  You see, Jake told me about him and Mark getting you off
last night, and I was just imagining it in my head just before you came
out."

       "He told you?" Benjamin asked with a bit of alarm.
       I couldn't tell if he was angry or just surprised.  "Jake and I tell
each other about everything Benjamin," I explained.  "We don't keep many
secrets.  I hope you don't mind and I hope you're not mad at Jake."

       "It's ok, it's just that I kind of wanted to tell you myself.  You
know, after you told me yesterday how I might think differently about sex
stuff if it was with someone I liked.  Well, you were right.  It was way
different with friends.  It was actually fun with Mark and Jake, not like
when my dad or Pierre tried to get me to do stuff."

       "Well I am glad you thought so.  You know, Jake didn't really give
me a lot of details, if you want I could pretend I didn't know a thing you
could tell me the story from the beginning."  He nodded his approval.  "So
how did it all start?"

       "Well we were playing action or verite, you know, truth or dare," he
began.  Ah yes, I thought to myself, many a young boy's first experience
with sex play has come from truth or dare.  "Well, it was really more truth
or truth, because nobody was picking dare because we were having more fun
asking personal questions and just finding out stuff about each other.  We
talked about a ton of things.  I mean we were playing for an hour at
least."  As he continued, he pulled his legs up Indian style and sank
deeper into my lap.

       "So naturally the talk turned to sex topics then," I inquired.  "I
know it always did when I played that game growing up."

       "You played truth or dare," he asked, looking at me with a bit of
amazement.

       I laughed.  "What, you think that game was just invented a few years
ago?  Go on."

       Benjamin continued, "So Mark told how he first started playing with
his dad, and about his trip here last year.  And Jake told me about his
friends back home that he had done stuff with and about always liking
looking at your hairy penis when he was little and you guys would shower
together, and –"

       "Oh," I said quizzically, "I don't think he's ever mentioned that to
me.  Now look who Jake is telling his secrets to."

       "I guess," said Benjamin with a giggle.  "That's why I wasn't mad he
told about last night with us.  Anyway, of course he told me about the day
before you came here when you did stuff at your house.  And I heard about
the first night here, how you put your penis in his butt the first time and
how surprised he was it felt so nice.  It never really occurred to me that
it could feel good for the person getting poked.  I always thought that
boys just took turns so they could both feel good doing the poking."

       "Ah, so now the secrets out.  Did they explain about the thing
inside you called a prostate that feels good when it's massaged?  That's
what makes it feel good.  Plus for some people, knowing that they are
making someone else get off is a huge turn on," I explained.  Benjamin
looked at me pensively, as some more light bulbs apparently came on for him
regarding male-male sex.  "So, you guys are still talking at this point,
how did it get to Mark and Jake playing with little Benjamin."

       "Hey, I'm not that short!"

       "No, no.  Little Benjamin is just an English slang way of referring
to your penis," I said.  "Go, on sorry."

       Benjamin continued with his retelling of last night's adventure.
"Well, I told them at some point I'd never had an orgasm with another
person and they wanted to know if I wanted one.  I started to say no
thinking it would be like with my brother or dad, but then I remembered
what you said about it being different with people you liked and told them
ok.  I was a little embarrassed so I put a pillow over my face and told
them to start.  Well I felt them undo my shorts button and slide them off.
Then someone pulled down my underwear.  The next thing I felt someone
licking my balls and then someone lightly stroking my cock."

       "Did your dick get hard right away then?" I asked.

       "Oui.  It got super hard.  They just kept sucking, taking turns on
my dick and balls.  Someone kissed my nipples too and licked them, I really
liked that.  Then they pulled back my skin and both started flicking their
tongues all over the top of my penis.  That pretty much made me shoot right
away.  It happened so fast, I couldn't believe it. "

       "But you enjoyed it, I know," I said, pointing at the obvious
erection now tenting through the fabric of his grey trunks.

       Benjamin giggled.  "Yeah, see I told you it happened to me too."

       "You're not the only one," I replied, pointing out my own erection
pushing out against the elastic waistband of my own underwear.

       "It looks bigger than what Jake said," replied the boy.

       "It's skinny, but normal length," I told him.  For a minute I
thought about inviting him to touch it.  But something stopped me.
Benjamin was just not another boy to play with.  The bond I felt developing
between him and I, and between him and Jake and Mark went beyond bringing
each other to orgasm and I wanted to tread lightly to make sure he didn't
get hurt.

       "Oh.  Do you, you, um, wanna," Benjamin stuttured, struggling to get
his words out.  "Do you wanna touch mine."

       "Nah, I better not," I told him.  His face lowered a bit and look of
sadness came over him.

       "Don't you like me Jason?" he asked, beginning to tear up.

       "Oh Benjamin," I said pulling the boy tight against me chest.  "It's
not that at all.  I like you very much, in fact that's why I DON'T want to
do things with you.  Listen, there are plenty of boys here I think are cute
and like to do things with and all."

       "I noticed that," he replied through a muffled sob.

       "But you're different Ben.  You're just starting to figure this
stuff out.  I want you to take it slow and not rush into things.  Take time
to figure out what you really like and if you really like this.  Also I
feel like we really becoming friends, good friends, and I want to make sure
anything we do doesn't mess that up.  Do you understand?"

       He nodded and a smile came across his face.  "But I'm still feeling
horny," he said, leaning back to uncover his erection still poking out his
trunks.

       "Maybe you could go take care of that on your own then, pretty sure
you know how to do that," I said with a grin.  "Hey, how do you say
masturbate in French anyway?"

       "Masturber.  or se branler.  or tripoter la nouille, or jouer avec
popol," he said as he climbed off my lap and made his way inside, grasping
at his boner through his trunks.

       As he slid the door shut my hand found its way inside my shorts and
I rubbed my cock, which was oozing lots of precum.  My mind immediately
pictured my hard cock sliding into Benjamin's virgin hole.  Four solid
strokes later, my cock erupted in a quick orgasm.

       ^^^^^

       The bond between Benjamin and Mark and Jake continued to grow over
the next several days.  By that I mean the boys spent nearly every waking
hour together.  And many sleeping hours too.  Benjamin rarely slept in his
own room the rest of the time we were at the resort.  He either stayed with
Mark or Jake or all three of them would take over one of our rooms for the
night and Dave and I would crash together (which was fine as it gave me the
chance to take Dave's cock in my ass).  Benjamin's dad and brother didn't
mind, as their hotel room became orgy central.

       Whenever Jake was alone for the night in our room, we'd take the
opportunity for some father son play too of course.  As much as I love
Jake, dear readers, I'd be lying if I didn't admit that sometimes when I
was sliding my cock in his sweet ass I was often imagining it was Benjamin.

       Mark and Jake kept sexual the activities pretty much between
themselves, Benjamin and Dave and I.  Jake told me that not only were they
content with that, but that they knew B didn't like sex in public still, so
they shied away from it.  I had noticed whenever some crazy sex started
happening around the boys that they would tend to go somewhere else.  They
were always at the beach for any of the `contests' for the boys that were
held around the pool.

       Jake kept me updated on the play going on with him and Mark and B,
as he referred to Benjamin.  B had become more comfortable with sex play
between them with each passing day, no longer embarrassed at all.  A couple
days after their initial sleepover, he sucked both Mark and Jake to dry
orgasms.  He'd also let Mark lick his hole and finger him the next day.
About a week after our trip to the ruins, Jake told me that B had asked
Mark to top him.

       I continued to spend lots of time with Benjamin as well, only we
spent time talking mostly, with a tiny bit of cuddling mixed in.  He liked
to sometimes nap with me, or if it were just him spending the night in our
room, he would alternate cuddling with me and Jake in bed.  Needless to say
a true bond had developed between us.

       By that time we were down to just a few days left before we would be
leaving for Seattle.  Benjamin's family was staying just a couple days
beyond us.  I worried about leaving B to fend for himself after we were
gone, giving how much his own dad and brother had basically paid little
attention to him once Dave, Mark, Jake and I had semi-adopted him on the
day of the excursion.  I thought about him a lot, worried about his
situation at home.

       I also jerked off several times to the thought of being the first
man to fill B's ass with a man-sized cock and a warm load of cum.  If I
wanted to do it, I knew I'd better be figuring out how to make it
happen... soon.

       ^^^^

       That's the end of this chapter.  I don't know if anyone will enjoy
this chapter as much as the others, I know it was shorter on sex and
heaving on conversation than most.  But, alas, I think there is more to
being attracted to boys than sex, and I wanted to explore that in this
chapter.  A subsequent chapter will pick up where this left off, and I
think there might be some sex in that one ;) Anyway, let me know what you
thought!