Date: Sun, 8 Sep 2002 10:35:06 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject:The Parker Brothers Go to San Antonio 07 (M/t,t/t,t/b,incest,oral, anal)

The following story contains graphic scenes of sex between young males and
young sibling males. If such subject matter offends you then you should not
read the story.

This story is entirely a work of fiction and any resemblance to any persons,
living or dead, or events, is purely coincidental.

The author retains all copyrights to this story and no publication is
authorized, with the exception of the web sites to which this story has been
posted, without consent of the author.

Positive and constructive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them
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Author's note: My apologies that it has taken so long to post this chapter.
Unfortunately, medical issues and other events have occupied much of my time
for the last months.  Please read the previous chapters, especially chapter
six, before reading this one.

The Parker Brothers Go to San Antonio
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Seven

Once Luke had laid out his plan to his brothers, and each knew what role he
was to play in it, they set about to put Luke's plan in motion.

John, the oldest, got his cock hard, before getting out of the pool, then
pulled himself up out of the pool, and headed for the diving board.   Once
there, as Mark had done, he began to make a show of untying, then retying,
his trunks, the difference being of course, that even from a distance his
adult-sized cock was obviously hard and outlined very distinctly by the wet
cloth of his trunks.

The three other boys watched, as the man on the towel began to play with his
cock, even more brazenly, as he eyed their older brother John on the diving
board.

"Okay, go!"  Luke said softly to Matthew, who eased himself out of the pool
very carefully, in order not to be noticed, and then walked over and sat on
the edge of a lounge-chair next to the man lying on the towel.

"Go! Quick!"  Luke whispered to his brother Mark, prompting Mark, who had
gotten himself hard as well, to climb out of the pool and head toward the
diving board where John still stood making a show of fiddling with his
trunks.

Once there, Mark climbed up on the board and began to assist his brother with
his trunks, making sure that he grabbed John's cock and rubbed it a little
through the cloth of his shorts.

Jeffrey Allan Prets, the young computer technician lying on the towel,
watched breathlessly, and massaged his cock, while he observed the two teen
boys virtually fondle each other on the diving board, and couldn't believe
his luck.

Jeffrey, Jeff to his friends, had been sent by his company to San Antonio to
supervise a network instillation, and of course, had not the slightest idea
that he would witness what he was witnessing now.  For him, it was like a
dream come true.

To Jeff, young males were the epitamy of what was right with the world.
Youthful, full of hormones, hardly bashful at all about sex, they reminded
him of what he wished he had been as a teenager and all of the fun he missed.
 So, whenever he got the chance, like now, he never hesitated to take in all
his eyes could see, and imagine that he was once again thirteen and enjoying
the things he never had had a chance to enjoy.

Jeff's eyes virtually burned holes through John and Mark as the two boys
stood on the diving board and adjusted each other's suits and felt each other
up.  His cock, rock hard and begging for attention, strained at the confines
of his swim trucks, as he discretely massaged it through the cloth, imagining
what it would be like to be that age again and doing what he had wanted to do
then, but dared not.

Matthew heard the man on the towel groan and noticed that he was really
beginning to play with himself much faster and was totally occupied watching
the show being put on by his two brothers on the diving board.  Of course,
that was what Matthew had been waiting for.

Slowly, little Matthew eased himself toward the man as close as he could get.

"Why are you playing with yourself mister?"  Matthew's cherubic voice asked,
startling the man and prompting him to roll over almost on top of him.

"Help! Help!  Luke!  He is trying to rape me!"  Matthew squealed, and began
to scramble away.

Immediately, Luke jumped out of the pool, ran toward Matthew, and grabbed him
as if to protect him.

"You some kind of fucking fag!"  Luke exclaimed loudly, as he and Matthew
walked over to where the man was.

"No!  No!  It's not like that at all!"  The man stated excitedly.

"Are you alright Matt?"  Luke asked.

"What the hell is going on here?" John asked, he and Mark having run over
from the diving board.

"Queer bait here tried to grab Matt!"  Luke informed them, which was
Matthew's cue to start crying.

"Oh no, honest!  I wasn't trying to do that at all.  I just rolled over and
he was right there!"  The main tried to explain.

"You did to!  You did to try to grab me!"  Matthew wailed, and began to cry
on cue.

"You guys stay here.  I'm going to find the security guard!"  John said, and
turned to leave.

"Oh no, please!  No!  Honest I wasn't doing anything like that.  Please don't
do that!  I would never do anything like that!"  The man implored.

"Yeah, but you'd sit there and wank yourself watching my two brothers though.
Wouldn't you?" Luke retorted.

In response to Luke's statement, the man just sat there, with his mouth open,
and blinked.

"I-uh---don't know what you mean!"  The man eventually replied.

"Like shit you don't!"  Luke shot back.

"John, go get the security guard!" Mark then said.

"No wait!  Don't do that! Please I'll do anything!  You guys want money? I
have money!"  The man offered.

"No, we don't want money!"  Luke replied.

"Oh shit!  What then?"  The frightened man asked, panic in his voice.

"You!"  Luke responded, then smiled.

"Huh?" The man responded, not quite understanding what Luke meant.

"We want you!"  Luke repeated, then grabbed his crotch.

"Oh, no way!  I mean you guys are----you are----"

"We are what?  Too young?"  Luke replied.

"Shit yes!"  The man exclaimed, glancing at little Matthew.

"Well, as I see it, it's like this.  You either cooperate, or John goes and
gets a security guard and you go to jail.  And, who isn't gonna believe four
kids?"  Luke stated ominously.

"Oh shit!"  The main exclaimed, now fully realizing his predicament.

"Yeah, oh shit!" Mark mocked in return.

"So, let's go to your room and we will talk a deal!" Luke said, with an air
of authority.

Not having much choice in the matter, the man led the boys up to his room.
Once there, he inserted the plastic card into the lock, opened the door, and
then entered with the four brothers trailing behind him.

Once they were all in the room, Luke quickly locked the door from the inside
and all four boys quickly shucked off their trunks, then stood there, hands
resting on their hips, giving their helpless captive a totally unobstructed
view of naked boy flesh.

"Oh shit! Oh god!" Jeff mummered, at the sight of the four naked brothers as
they slowly began to walk toward him wanking their cocks.

"Oh god!  Oh my god!"  He then exclaimed aloud, as the four brothers began to
press their naked flesh up against his body.

"What's your name?"  John asked, then began to work his tongue in the man's
ear.

"Ah! Uh Jeff.  It's Jeff.  Oh god!"  Jeff replied, as Luke began to nibble on
his other ear and little Matthew began to pull down his trunks.

"That's a cool name," Luke whispered sensuously, "we always like to know a
guy's name, especially before we "snail" him.

"Oh Jeez!  Jeff intoned, as he felt little Matthew lift his feet and remove
his trunks from around his ankles.

"Nice!" Matthew peeped, as he got a look at the man's now hard, six-inch cut
cock, low hung balls, and dark pubes.

"Ah!"  Jeff gasped, and looked down in disbelief, as little Matthew's
surrounded the head of his cock and began to suck.

"Just a sample Mr. Jeff, just a sample!"  Luke said, as the four began to
inch Jeff   back toward the bed.

Once there, the boys began to treat, or subject, depending upon how you look
at it, the man named Jeff to what they called "the snail."  Simply put, "the
snail" was a little thing John and Mark had developed and passed on to their
younger siblings once they became old enough to join in the sex games.

Basically, "the snail" was a technique of shaping the mouth and lips, much
like the broad foot of a snail, and flicking the tongue as the mouth slowly
crawled across the other person's body.  Most times, there was a trail of
spit left behind where the mouth had been, thus giving even more credence to
the term "snail."

"Ah! Oh shit!"  Jeff hollered, once he was laid flat on the bed, and the
mouths of the older boys began to crawl over different parts of his body,
while Matthew continued to lick and suck his cock.

"You better grab that pillow and cover your face cause you ain't seen nothing
yet!"  Mark warned, taking a short pause from his nibbling.

"Uh! Oh!" Jeff cried out, then quickly grabbed one of the pillows, in order
to stifle his utterances, as John's mouth began its journey downward beneath
his balls.

For the next thirty minutes or so, all that could be heard, from young
computer technician Jeff Prets, were muffled screams and cries, as the boys
covered his entire body with their mouths, leaving shinny trails of saliva
where they had gone.

First, there was the shock of someone's tongue and mouth on his asshole,
while at the same time, his nipples were being devoured by snail-like mouths.
And too, there was the unexpected ecstasy of a mouth slowly trekking across
his balls, while another, crawled and flicked its tongue over the head of his
cock.  Armpits, crotch, pubes, neck, and ears, not a part of Jeff's anatomy
was left untouched by the boys, as their hungry mouths inched across his
body.

Then, when he thought there just couldn't be any more sensations left to
experience, Jeff felt his legs being raised by tiny hands, and then he felt
what he thought at first, was a thumb probing his asshole.  Out of curiosity,
Jeff removed the pillow from his face in order to see who was playing with
his hole. Then, he looked down, and immediately realized it was not a thumb
poking his asshole at all.  It was little Matthew humping away as his ass.

Jeff didn't get to see much, however.  His view of little Matthew was cut
short as John straddled his chest and presented his seven-inch, already
dripping cock,  for the sucking. As if he had done it a thousand times, Jeff
eagerly, opened his mouth and excepted the youthful offering that he had
visualized and lusted for down at the pool.

Never had the young computer technician been surrounded by, or even dreamed
he would ever be surrounded by, so much naked, teen, flesh in his life.  And,
as a result, he became a total whore at their command.  Eating ass, sucking
cock, fucking.  Young Jeff Prets worked his way among the pile of naked boy
flesh and savored it as if it were his last meal.

Willingly, Jeff guided his cock into Mark's always tight ass, and grunted
only a little when John slipped behind him and shoved his seven-inch fuck
stick into him and began to fuck him at the same time he he was fucking Mark.

On and on it went, naked man flesh amongst naked boy flesh, until all were
covered with a sheen of sweat and everyone was totally fucked out.

"Well, it's about time you boys showed up.  Your mom has had me looking
everywhere for you."  The boy's dad said once the four brothers showed up at
their parents motel room door.

"Where the hell have you four been?"  He then asked

"Uh, we were checking out the minature golf course next door," Luke quickly
responded.

"Uh, yeah.  We were thinking we might could play later," John added.

"Well, you boys go get cleaned up.   Your mom's hungry and so am I," the
boy's dad replied.

"I declare.  Sometimes I worry about those boys Dorothy," the boy's dad
remarked, once the brothers had gone to their own room to clean up for
dinner.

"Now honey, I am sure they didn't get into any trouble.  You know how good
they are at providing their own entertainment," Dorothy Parker replied, and
looked back down at her book while her husband grumbled to himself and headed
toward the bathroom to shower.

Meanwhile, ten miles away on the interstate, Jeff Prets, the object of the
Parker brothers latest episode in providing their own entertainment, guided
his car back toward Dallas in an attempt to put as much distance as possible,
as rapidly as possible, between himself and the sex-crazed youths.

The End of This Particular Adventure