Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2008 15:31:51 -0500
From: Sean Josh <sandjlikeboyz@live.com>
Subject: Sean's Pet Stud 5

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Here's the next installment

Sean stretched and scratched luxuriating in the perfect comfort of his bed.
He stood and yawned stretching broadly and catching his reflection in the
full length dressing mirror that backed the bedroom door.  Long lean
muscles on a tall thin frame rippled and flowed along his torso as he
stretched.  His cock was erect; as it was most mornings, and echoed his
heartbeat in a slight pulsation as he continued inspecting himself.

"I'm a hottie?" he pondered running a hand over his ass and up across his
belly.

He strolled to the bathroom and relieved himself.  As he made the return
trip toward his bedroom his attention was drawn by the sounds coming from
the living room.  He recognized the dull thud and sharp slap of flesh on
flesh, and quietly moved to the end of the hall.

Alan was bent over the back of an upholstered chair.  Josh was pounding his
ass with grim determination.  Sean grinned and leaned against the wall
watching the hot scene.  Josh used his entire length in strokes that made
Alan moan.

"Fuck me damn it, c'mon pretty boy, hammer my hole."  Alan demanded through
gritted teeth.

"You want more bitch?  That what you want? "

Josh grabbed Alan by the hair and slammed into his ass so hard the chair
skittered forward.  Repeating the action he slowly pushed the chair into
the coffee table and the coffee table into the couch.  Now firmly anchored
the energy of the brutal thrusts ran through Alan and the furniture to echo
dully in the walls of the house.

"What the fuck!"  Sean exclaimed.

Josh staggered back panting; his long thin cock shining and pulsing
visibly.  Alan was drenched in sweat and looked wearily back over his
shoulder.

"You want some of this boy pussy?" Josh offered slapping Alan's ass.

"Don't you two ever give it a rest?"  Sean wondered.

"That fat dick you're holding is drippin' ain't it?" Josh laughed.

"Did you two ever get to bed?"  Sean asked.

"We slept," Alan reported easing himself to the floor.  "But I woke up with
the shadow of that thing across my face and it just went from there."  The
doorbell rang.  All three of them were naked.  Not a stitch of clothing was
anywhere in sight.  Their panic was comical, and finally Sean took command
ordering both of them to the bedroom while he struggled into the first
piece of clothing he could find; the cutoffs Josh had picked out for their
adventure in the park.

Sean opened the door to find a man carrying a clipboard on the stoop.  He
looked to be in his early thirties, just under Sean's six feet in height
and had sandy colored hair.  He was wearing khakis and a polo shirt with
the logo of the cable company on the left breast.  His name tag that read:
Brad.

"Hi, I'm with the local cable company." He said extending his hand as Sean
opened the door.

"What's up?"

"Our records indicate that Sean McDermott lives at this residence and has a
current contract for cable and computer access through our company, is that
correct?"

"I'm Sean, and yeah I've got cable."

"Could I come in?  I have a proposition to make that concerns your cable
access."

"Really, yeah I suppose c'mon in."

Sean had to push the chair and coffee table back to their original position
to allow for seating.  As he did Brad couldn't help but notice his firm
body and the skimpy tight fitting cutoffs he wore.  Sean directed Brad to a
seat on the couch as Sean perched on the arm of the chair.

"There's a new subdivision that's being created behind your property and
we'd like to be able to access the area with service.  Electrical and phone
service to the area are being extended from substations and areas we
currently do not service.  Rather than run extensive lengths of cable for
miles in order to access the area we'd like to be able to cut through your
property." Brad explained producing a map that illustrated the project.

Sean allowed Brad to show him the map and then took a moment to make sure
he understood exactly what the man was saying.  As he poured over the map
he bent close the coffee table upon which it laid.  Breathing deep Brad
took in Sean's scent and felt his groin stir.

"Okay, so what would it take to run the cable across out property?"  Sean
said moving back to the arm of the chair.

The tight cutoffs and Sean's ample package created a pronounced basket.
Sean's choice of seating set it just below eye level for Brad.  As Brad
answered Sean's question his gaze continually came to rest on the lump in
Sean's cutoffs.  As Sean noticed Brad's attention he shifted his position
on the chair and spread his legs slightly.  Brad's eye's followed like
homing missiles, causing Sean to smile.

"So you'd need to sink a few poles to be able to provide the service?"
Sean asked almost laughing as he adjusted his growing bulge.

"Um...Yes," Brad said trying to focus, "in return for the easement I'd
provide you with service, I mean we'd provide you service, cable service,
free for as long as you live at this address."

Sean felt devilish as he continued to take control of the situation.
Brad's slacks were tented and he shifted nervously on the couch as he
explained the ramifications of the easement.

"What kind of service would you provide Brad?"

"The package, includes all the premium channels and services, or if you'd
prefer we can tailor it fit your needs, your household's needs."  Brad
cleared his throat and forced himself to look up from the boy's crotch only
to be met by Sean's devilish smile.

"Look, you don't need to make up your mind now," Brad said nervously
searching for another focal point.

A muffled groan floated down the hall.  Brad looked in that direction and
then back to Sean.  He's eyes darted from Sean's groin to his face and
back.

"You look a little warm and flustered Brad," Sean said getting to his feet,
"can I get you something."

"I, a, no, I'm okay."

Sean shifted his weight to one hip and adjusted himself again.  His thick
cock spread out across his right thigh and pulsed visibly beneath the thin
worn material of the cutoffs.

"Sure there's nothing you want?"  Sean teased.

Beads of sweat dotted Brad's forehead.  His gaze shifted rapidly between
Sean's eyes and the pulsing lump in his shorts.  He closed his eyes and
took a deep breath.  He hadn't indulged in man to man sex since college.
He and a roommate had become buddies during their two years together.  It
had started with them catching one another masturbating.  In time they'd
take care of business together, but never service each other.

The adventure started following a party they both attended.  A little drunk
and a little high; inhibitions were low and libidos ran rampant.  Things
quickly escalated from hand jobs to blow jobs.  They never moved past that
point, but from that day on they were buddies.

"You sure there's nothing you want." Sean asked taking a short step toward
Brad.  Brad eyes met Sean's.  Sean smiled warmly and then looked down at
his own denim clad erection.  Brad's gaze descended with Sean's to find a
wet spot becoming evident were the head of the fat cock stretched the worn
denim.

"All ya have to do is ask," Sean said seeing Brad's attention return to his
groin.

Brad swallowed hard.

"You want it don't you?" Sean taunted tracing the outline of the eight inch
pole with his fingers.

"Yes," Brad whispered feeling himself tremble at the admission.

Sean took another short step forward.  His groin hovered inches from Brad's
face.  The heat and aroma drew Brad forward.  He pressed his nose into
Sean's crotch inhaling deeply.  His mouth covered the denim clad head of
boy's erection.  He sucked the material until he could taste the oozing
lust that had stained the spot.  Brad popped the button on the cutoffs and
pealed the snug denim from Sean's hips.  The stout cock sprang free and
slapped Brad's cheek smearing it with lustful discharge.

"Find something you like?"  Sean wondered.

"Shit yes."  Brad growled pumping Sean length in a power fist and capping
the head with his lips.

Sean sighed and corralled Brad's head with his hands.  His hips bucked and
he fed the man more of his thick pole.

"Can you take it?"  Sean challenged pressing the fat dick deeper and deeper
in Brad's mouth.  "You love cock, don't cha?  Show me how much."

It had been years since Brad had a cock in his mouth, and his experience
had been limited to his roommate.  Sean's dick was much bigger than that
one had been and he sputtered and coughed as the blunt knob butted against
his throat.

Sean withdrew.  He stroked his spit covered cock with both hands.  He was
already breathing hard.

"Don't you want it?" He panted.

"Yes," Brad rasped.

"Then prove it!"  Sean demanded grabbing Brad`s hair and dragging him from
the couch to his knees.

Sean straddled the arm of the couch and leaned back.  With a thrust of his
hips his balls flopped lewdly over the edge of the couch's arm and
spreading his knees fully exposed his groin to Brad's attention.

"Prove it cocksucker.  Show me how bad you want it."  Brad groaned and
engulfed the head of Sean's cock.  He bobbed his head slowly taking more
and more of the shaft.  His eyes watered and his jaw ached as he pressed
himself down the thick length.  Saliva and cock snot oozed from the corners
of his mouth leaving Sean's entire groin glazed.  Once more the helmeted
knob gouged into Brad's soft palate and uvula.  The gagging caused him to
fall back on his heels in an attempt to compose himself.

"What the fuck's wrong with this faggot?" Josh roared.  "doesn't he know
how to suck a cock?"

Brad was barely in control of himself when Josh shoved him aside.  His
assailant had appeared from nowhere.  He fell to his ass on the carpeted
floor.  Between his physical distress and Josh's sudden appearance Brad was
completely overwhelmed.  It took a moment before he even noticed Josh was
naked.  The tall thin boy bent over Sean and engulfed his twitching cock.
In a series of long smooth strokes he bobbed his head and swallowed the
entire length of his brother's cock.  He pressed his nose hard into Sean's
abdomen and flicked his tongue against Sean's balls then slowly reversed
the process until the glistening pole was once more revealed.

Josh's sudden appearance had shocked Sean as much at it had Brad; yet
neither protested at the incursion.  Sean nearly erupted as Josh swallowed
his cock.  Brad was so sexually awestruck by the situation he never stopped
to consider the implications.

"Now stop, being such a fuckin' pussy and suck his cock!"  Josh demanded
dragging Brad back toward his brother's crotch.

Brad once more sucked at the tip of Sean's cock.  He bobbed his head slowly
engulfing the thick slab of boy meat.  The knob once again nudged his
tender throat and he fought to control himself.  The copious flow of Sean's
leakage caused Brad to swallow hard.  As he nudged forward the flange of
Sean's cockhead caught the inward ripple of Brad's swallow and slid inward.
Brad nearly panicked.  He bobbed his head trying to manage the girth and
gulped air with each upward passage.  Josh reached in and grasped Sean's
shaft.

"Ya see my fingers?" he growled in Brad's ear, "slide your fuckin' lips
down to touch them."

Brad did as he was told.  In the process he took more of the shaft then he
had previously.

`Now bob your cock suckin' head up and down to meet my damn fingers."  Josh
commanded.

Brad did as instructed slowly moving up and down the shaft.

"Faster!"  Josh dictated.

Brad picked up speed.  "Lock your lips and tongue to that hot cock and do
it faster."  Josh ordered.

The pace increased.  Sean moaned and clutched at the fabric of the couch.
Josh slid his grasp gradually lower as the speed increased.  Josh's free
hand came up behind Brad's head gently guiding his progress.  It was
several rapid transits of Sean's turgid length before Brad realized how
much of the cock he taking.

"Swallow it!  Josh insisted hissing in Brad's ear.  "You're a cocksucker,
swallow that hot slab of meat."

Brad pushed downward and gulped.  The sensation of the fat shaft invading
his throat became unpleasant.  He gurgled and began to balk.

"Swallow," Josh thundered and pushed the man's head hard toward his
brother's thrusting pelvis.

Brad was shocked into compliance.  He swallowed hard as Josh forced him
onto the thick cock. The pliant head of Sean's erection compressed under
the combined pressure and popped into his gullet.  The steely shaft
followed and Brad's eyes bulged as his chin rested on the boys balls and
his nose brushed Sean's public hair.  Sean sat up and grabbed Brad's by the
back of the head.  The hot tight passage rippled around his pulsing meat
and he pumped hard and fast.  Josh grinned as Sean fell into his heat.  He
watched Sean's balls rise quickly as veins along his brother's sleek torso
stood out boldly.  Sean grunted with each bolt of liquid lust he launched
down Brad's gullet.  Brad continued to swallow involuntarily as the molten
contents of Sean's balls poured into him.  As soon as Sean released him he
pulled free.  The last volley shot from Sean's quivering pole and
splattered Brad's face.  Sean's orgasm, though no longer violent,
continued.  A long continuous stream of cum flowed from the flaring head of
his cock as he fell back panting against the couch.

Josh moved in quickly, taking hold of Sean's cock.  He cleaned the shaft
with the practiced tongue of an adolescent rescuing a melting ice cream
cone in the summer heat.  Then capping the crown he milked his brother's
shaft and balls till Sean begged for respite.

Brad caught his breath and wiped his chin with the back of his hand; then
licked his hand clean savoring the boy's flavor.  Having time to survey the
two youths still engaged before him he surmised they were brothers.  The
thought made him realize that he was still hard and beginning to stain his
slacks.  Josh rose from between Sean's wide splayed legs and licked the
remnants of Sean's discharge from his lips.  Brad's gasped at the sight of
the long thin cock arching upward from his groin.

"Fuckin' beauty ain't it?"  Josh chuckled. "You like to get fucked?"

Brad laughed nervously and shook his head.

"Never done that," he admitted, "and you two aren't exactly hung for a
beginner."  "Need some help with that problem in your pants?"  Josh offered
nodding to the tent in Brad's slacks.

"You want to help me?"  Brad queried tentatively.

"All ya have ta do is ask."  Josh replied playfully.

Sean finally found the resolve to stand, he stretched and shook his head
watching Josh strip the slacks off Brad's legs.

"Mom'll be home just after five." Sean warned headed toward the hall.

"You're Mother?" Brad worried.

"Plenty of time," Josh said kneeling between Brad's legs, "Plenty of time."