Date: Sat, 30 Aug 2003 13:02:09 +0000
From: Guy Jameson <guyjameson@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Sons of JJ Jameson Chapter 6

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takes some people longer than others to develop their sexual
appetites.  This is especially true about the people
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                   THE SONS OF JJ JAMESON
                     CHAPTER SIX: WTMI
                           Part 2

     Jasper and I quickly rinsed the soap and cum from our
bodies and headed out of the showers, wrapping our towels
around our waists.  In spite of the fact I'd just shot a
good load of cum between Jasper's legs, my cock was still
hard and made a very visible tent in my towel.  I glanced at
Jasper and saw he was in the same shape-except his tent was
bigger.
     Just then we heard, "ALRIGHT YOU MAGGOTS!  LIGHTS OUT
IN TEN MINUTES."
     "Sweet Jesus," whispered Jasper, "It's Sgt. Flood.  He
was on a long weekend liberty and wasn't supposed to come
back until tomorrow.  He probably came back early because of
you.  Watch out for him, man.  Flood is old Corps and
doesn't like Niggers or Faggots-but if he had to choose one
to hate more it would Faggots."
     "CADET ROBINSON!  FRONT AND CENTER!"
     "Answer him, man."
     "What do I say?"
     "Just say real loud, `Here, Sir!'"
     "HERE, SIR!"
     "FRONT AND CENTER, CADET"
     "Say, `Aye, Aye, Sir!'" whispered Jasper.
     "AYE, AYE, SIR!"  The sergeant turned on his heels and
walked into his room at the entrance of the barracks.
     "Now what?"
     "You go to his door and knock.  When he says `Come in',
just walk in and stand at attention in front of his desk.
No matter where he is, he'll probably be standing behind
the door,you stand tall in front of the desk.  Whatever he says,
answer, `Aye, Aye, Sir' or `Yes Sir'.  Any other answer you
give, say `Sir' as often as you can.  You got it?"
     "Yeah, I think I can do that.  But who is he and what
does he want with me?"
     "He's our barracks sergeant and teaches a couple of
classes.  He just finished thirty years in the Corps and is
pissed he can't stay in any longer.  Just be careful what
you say and don't get him pissed at you.  Good luck, JJ.
I'll see you back at the house."
     I left Jasper standing where he was at the shower
entrance and headed down the aisle toward my doom.  This guy
seemed to be a mean mother and I wasn't a bit sure I wanted
to meet him.
     I had wondered why I hadn't met our barracks sergeant
when Raphe was showing me around.  Surely, I had thought,
there are a lot more adults in this place than I had seen so
far.  They couldn't just let a bunch of teen-age boys run
wild-and it didn't seem that was the case.  Everyone seemed
to pretty much have their shit together.
     Displaying more confidence than I felt, I stood in
front of the door to Sgt. Flood's quarters and knocked three
times.
     "GET IN HERE MAGGOT!"
     I opened the door and stepped into my possible doom.  I
walked over to the desk and stood as straight as I could,
trying to emulate the position of attention I had seen in
the dozens of war movies I had seen.  I didn't see the
sergeant.  But as Jasper had instructed I stood in front of
his desk.  I didn't know what to say or do next, so I just
stood there.
     Then from behind me came,  "WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE
YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE, MAGGOT?"
     "Sir, you told me to report to you, Sir."
     "WHO ARE YOU, MAGGOT?"
     "Sir, I'm JJ Robinson, Sir."
     "NO YOU ARE NOT `JJ ROBINSON', MAGGOT.  IF YOU ARE
ANYONE, YOU ARE CADET ROBINSON!  YOU GOT THAT, CADET?"
     "Yes, sir.  I'm Cadet Robinson, Sir."
     "AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
     "Sir, you ordered me to come 'front and center', Sir."
     "WHAT IS IT WITH YOU CADET?  DO YOU THINK I'M A BITCH
SHEEP?  YOU DON'T ADDRESS ANY LIFE FORM ABOVE YOU AS `YOU'.
YOU GOT THAT, CADET?"
     "Yes Sir.  Then what do I say, Sir?" I asked lamely.
This guy had caused my dick to completely deflate
immediately.  It felt like it was trying to shrink up and
crawl inside my body.  I was feeling completely intimidated.
His manner was certainly not the kind, gentle demeanor I had
witnessed with Doc or even Father Mike.
     "YOU BEGIN BY SAYING, `SIR, CADET ROBINSON REPORTING AS
ORDERED, SIR.'  GOT IT?"
     "Yes Sir.  `Sir, Cadet Robinson reporting as ordered,
SIR.'"
     "That's better, Cadet."  The sudden change in his voice
was almost as intimidating as his yelling had been.  Sweat
was beginning to run down my naked spine into the top of my
towel.  My legs were sweating and more sweat was beginning
to run into my eyes.  I felt like I was going to piss right
on his floor.  I wasn't sure that I wouldn't have a bowel
movement on the spot.  In short, this man scared me
shitless.
     He walked around to the front of me and took his seat
at the desk.  He was dressed in only a tee shirt and
skivvies and he was smoking a foul smelling cigar.  He
removed the cigar from his mouth and blew out a plume of
pungent smoke.
     "So, Cadet, you've decided to join my happy little
family."
     "Yes, Sir."
     "Have you been in jail, Cadet?"
     "No, Sir."
     "Who sent you here?"
     "My step-dad, sir."
     "Why does your step-dad think you need to come to my
school, Cadet?  Are you queer?"
     "I don't know, Sir."
     "You don't know why your step-dad sent you here or you
don't know if you're a queer?"
     "I don't know why my step-dad sent me here, Sir," then
dropping my voice a little, "And I'm not a queer."
     "You're from Oklahoma, right Cadet?"
     "Yes Sir-Tulsa."
     "The only things that come from Oklahoma are steers and
queers.  You know that, Cadet?"
     "No Sir, I didn't know that?"
     "Well, we'll see which you are, won't we, Cadet.  Now
get out of my house and hit your sack.  Just remember, we
don't like steers and we don't have no queers in this school.
You got that, Cadet?"
     "Yes, Sir."
     "THEN GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, CADET!"
     "Yes, Sir."
     I turned around and headed out the door, shaken, maybe
cracked a little but not broken, yet.  I decided maybe I
didn't like this place very much.

     The lights were turned out, but the barracks weren't
quite dark when I left the sergeant's quarters.  There were
night-lights providing just enough light for a person to be
able to move around without bumping into anything.   It was
very quiet.  The only sound was the soft breathing of twenty
sleeping boys.  I found my bed and crawled under the
blanket.  I knew I couldn't find my skivvies in the dark and
besides I'd been sleeping naked for several years.  Right at
that point all I wanted to do was bury myself under the
blanket and never come out.  I turned over with my face
toward the wall of the "room".  I wanted to cry, no I wanted
to scream and get out of here just as fast as I could.
Tears began to form and run down my cheeks.  But I knew that
in these close quarters I couldn't cry aloud.
     "Hey man, are you OK?" whispered Jasper
     "Yeah, I guess so."
     I felt a hand on my shoulder.  "You sure you're OK?"
     The hand pulled me over to my back.  Jasper was
kneeling beside my bunk.  His face was too close to mine as
I turned.  There was enough light for me to see the look of
concern on his face.
     "Yeah, I'm OK.  Really.  I just wish I weren't here.  I
wish I was in my own room at home.  I don't like it here,
Jasper.  I don't like that man.  I don't like the fact that
if I left, I'd have no where to go."
     "You're feeling the same way we all felt when we got
here.  Lonely scared and deserted.  But man, you're going to
be OK.  You have me for a friend . . . And I'll help you.  I
think you need a little TLC . . . Scoot your white ass over,
I'm coming in."
     "You can't get in bed with me, Jasper.  What'll happen
if we get caught?  Besides there's no room.  Get in your own
bed.  I'm OK."
     "Nope-you're not OK and there is plenty of room.  Just
scoot over to the other side.  I done told you, we take care
of each other here and don't pay no mind to what any one
else is into.  Got it?  Now scoot over or I'm gonna lie on
top of you."
     Surrendering to the inevitable and Jasper's knowledge
of the school, I scooted over to the other side of my bunk.
He slipped in beside me, under the blanket.
     "Man, you're naked!" I exclaimed.
     "So are you, man.  Don't get up tight.  We all sleep
naked-well almost all of us.  So don't sweat it.  Just turn
over and let me move up behind you and we'll go to sleep
now."
     I turned back onto my side, facing the wall.  Jasper
crawled up behind me, wrapping one arm over my chest, the
other above my head.  His long lanky body was pressed
against my backside.  His sizable but soft cock pushed
against my ass and his chest against my back.  Jasper's face
was cradled in the back of my neck.  I could feel his hot
breath moving against me.  Somehow, in spite of my
misgivings about having a naked man/boy lying against me, I
felt very safe, very secure.  Someone was here to really
take care of me.  I was very grateful for his comfort.
     There were tears dripping down my cheeks.  Some
were the result of feeling alone, missing my mother and
Victor, but also because it seemed I had found a real
friend, someone who could guide me through the next four
years.  Eventually I fell asleep with Jasper curled against
me.

     After what seemed like a very short sleep, I was
awakened by Jasper licking my neck just below my ear.
     "What the fu . . ."
     "Shhhh, JJ.  It's almost time for reveille-time to wake
up.  I just had to get a taste of you before everyone else
was awake," Jasper whispered.
     "What are you doing Jasper?  It feels like you're doing
more than just tasting me.  Why is your dick pushing so
against my ass?  You're not going to stick that monster in
me!"
     "Not yet, I'm not, man.  I just need to piss and woke
up.  Your hair and neck sure smell good.  I had to taste
it."
     "Does it taste good?"
     "You bet it does.  I'll bet the rest of you tastes
really great.  But there's no time for that.  Reveille will
blow in about five minutes and even with that hair trigger,
you would need more time to get off than that," he said
chuckling softly.  "Sounds like some other folks are
beginning to wake up.
     Jasper kissed me softly and took one more taste
just as we heard a bugle blaring out that it was time to
"rise and shine".
	Immediately throughout the barracks there were shouts of
protest and then the inevitable rush of boys heading for the
head.  I climbed out of my bunk and reached for my towel to
wrap around my self.  Jasper stopped me and said there was
no need for that now and pointed to the "door" of our room.
About four boys were rushing down the aisle completely
naked, most with erect cocks leading the way to relief.
Jasper and I joined the rush, relieved our bladders and
headed back to our room.
     Jasper asked how I slept and how I felt this
morning-
	"OK, I guess."
     "Then get your cute white ass in gear.  No don't put on
your khakis. You need shorts and a tee shirt. We'll be going
first to morning PT. After that is breakfast.  Then we come back
here to shower and dress for the day. You'll get used to this
routine soon enough.  It never changes except for Sunday."
     "Thanks, man.  Sure is different from anything I've
seen before."
     "Know what you mean, man.  Now shag your ass.  We're
running late and Sgt. Flood don't like no one holding up his
morning torture."  Jasper laughed at this inside joke and we
joined the crush of boys heading for the exit.
     We lined up outside the barracks.  One of the boys I
didn't know yet pulled me into what I guessed was my correct
spot of the line and we were marched off to the PT field.
After about twenty minutes of calisthenics, Sgt. Flood led
us on what turned out to be a three-mile run.  We had
breakfast and returned to the barracks for showers and to
get dressed in khaki uniforms.  I noticed as we gathered
again outside the barracks (on the road) that each man had
an assigned place in line-determined mostly by height, but
also by rank.  Jasper had two stripes on his arms, which
meant he was a corporal.  Military insignia here meant the
same as in the real corps, I guessed.
     When Sgt. Flood reappeared, he called me out of the
ranks and told me to wait inside until he returned.  The
company was then called to attention and marched off to the
first of their classes for the day.  The next two days would
be devoted to taking exams and I would have no class
assignments until the summer session began.
     After about a half-hour's wait, Sgt. Flood came into
the barracks.  He told me to change into fatigue trousers
and a tee shirt.  I would pull labor detail while the other
cadets were in classes.  He gave me several job assignments
to be completed during the morning.  I swept and cleaned the
barracks, raked gravel to get rid of weeds in the road and
finally I watered the few living plants that had managed to
survive in the desert climate.
     I had lunch with the other guys and then went back to
labor detail until afternoon classes were over.  Finally the
workday was over and the troops returned to the barracks.
There was a study period for everyone.  (I was instructed to
read the Marine Corps Manual.)  Then chow and a couple of
hours of free time before Taps.
     Jasper talked me into playing basketball with him as we
had the day before.  He said we needed to break the tie.  So
we played until the sun slipped beyond the horizon and it
began to get dark.  Just as the day before, we ended up
wearing nothing but PT shoes and our white skivvies, which
were soaked through with our sweat and transparent revealing
all body secrets.  The tie was still unbroken.  We had each
won two games.
     We headed back into the barracks with about half an
hour before Taps would blow.  In our house, we stripped,
grabbed towels and soap and headed for the showers.  The
same two guys met us who had been sharing a shower the
evening before.  Everyone else had finished their showers
and were either studying in their houses or meeting together
just to talk.
     "That's Bob and Michael, JJ.  They stay in the house
next to your wall and they always share their showers.
They've been here for about three years now and have always
been together."
     I went to a shower at the end of the room opposite Bob
and Michael where Jasper joined me.
     "You wash my back, I'll wash yours," he said with what
I thought was a lecherous grin.
     "Sure, man.  Sounds good to me.  But I'll do you first
tonight, OK?"
     I took the soap and began to wash Jasper's back using
the technique of soap in one hand and the other building up
the lather.  Jasper's back was gorgeous.  He wasn't heavy
but there was plenty of muscle to cover the bones.  There
wasn't a bit of fat anywhere on his lean body.  The warmth
and smell of his body was intoxicating, causing my cock to
rise toward by own flat stomach.  Jasper groaned, seeming to
enjoy the touch of my hands massaging his back.
     When he turned around, he too was showing arousal, but
took the soap, turned me so I was facing the center of the
shower and began to wash me.  I saw Michael and Bob at the
other end, paying no attention at all to us.  Bob was
washing Michael's back but his hands had descended well
below Michael's waist and were buried into his housemate's
ass.  It was then that I felt Jasper move below the barrier
we had established the night before and push his hand into
my crack.  I jumped trying to get away from his probing
fingers but he caught me around the waist with his other
hand and pulled me tight against him.  I tried to resist
(but not very hard) as I felt his hard cock slip between my
legs.  The hand around my chest moved downward toward my
dick.  It was covered with soap and he grabbed my cock and
pulled its hood back.  He took great care washing the head
of my dick.  Naturally it just got harder and harder with
each cleansing motion.   I almost lost my load.  But I was
determined not to let my hair trigger act too fast.  I was
thoroughly enjoying what Jasper was doing and didn't want it
to stop.
     "Does it feel good, Baby?" he asked, pressing his mouth
against my ear.
     "You know it does, man."
     Jasper continued to stroke my cock as he began to
nibble my ear lobe.  Who knew how erotic and exciting that
piece of useless skin could be?  He stuck his tongue inside
my ear and tongue fucked it for several minutes.  The heat
in my balls increased.  I could feel the urge to shoot
increase.  But I didn't want to stop.  I loved the feel of
his body against my back and his mouth nuzzling my ear.  His
hand stroking my cock was an added benefit to the other
things he was making me feel.
     We stood there like that and he thrust his cock between
my legs and began moving it back and forth like he was
fucking my thighs.
     "Tighten you thighs on my cock, JJ.  Let me slide
between your legs to get off."
     Obligingly, I flexed my legs and felt him hump between
them.  As he humped me, he stroked my cock in the same
rhythm.  I knew I was about to cum and tried to stop it, but
the power of my passion was stronger than my will.
     "Jas . . . per . . . I'm about . . . to lose it."
     "That's OK baby because I am too.  Let it go."
     My cock jerked in Jasper's hand and the pent up fluid
shot out in about four good bursts, landing on the floor of
the shower.  As I began to shout Jasper put his free hand
over my mouth and told me to be quiet.   He aimed my cock
upward so that the final shot landed on my stomach and
dribbled into my pubic hair.  My cum coated his fist.  Then
Jasper began to unload his cum between my legs.  His cock
extended an inch or two in front of me, right under my
balls.  Several of his shots joined mine in front of us on
the shower floor.  Jasper pulled me around to face him and
licked the cum off my stomach.  He stuck his fingers in my
mouth in a plea to suck his hand clean.  Michael and Bob had
quietly left the shower and we were alone.  Jasper pulled me
into a tight embrace and kissed me full on the lips, letting
me taste the cum he had licked from my pubic hair. Somehow
tasting my cum on his tongue was much better than when I sucked
it from my own fingers.
     Without saying anything we finished washing each other
and headed for our house just as Sgt. Flood appeared and
ordered lights out.  Naked, I crawled into my bunk, turned
on my side and thought about going to sleep.  As I lay there
I began to hear the unmistakable sounds of boys jacking
their cocks.  From next door came whispers.  I couldn't tell
what Bob and Michael were saying, but they were definitely
talking about something and didn't want to be overheard.
     Jasper came up behind me and pulled my blanket off my
body.
     "Shhhh, JJ.  I want to sleep with you again.  Is that
OK?"
     Turning my head toward him I whispered, "Sure, man.  I
think that would be great."
     Jasper crawled into my bunk and scooted against my back
just as he had the night before.
     "JJ," he whispered.  "Are you OK with what we did in
the shower?  I mean you're not angry or upset about anything,
are you?"
     "No, Jasper.  I'm OK, honest.  You got off and I got
off.  What is there to be upset about?"
     "Well, you seemed to be pretty hesitant.  Have you ever
had real sex with a guy?"
     "What do you mean `real sex'?"
     "You know-Have you ever sucked a guy's cock or let
someone suck yours?  Have you ever fucked a guy?"
     "No, I never have.  The most I've ever done with a guy
is what we did tonight."
     "So you're a virgin?"
     "Yeup, I guess I am."
     "Did you ever want to have a guy suck you?"
     "I've thought about it a lot-I guess you can say I've
had dreams about it, but that's all.  I don't know what
would happen.  I came pretty close to being sucked by Raphe.
He caught me jacking off just as I was shooting my load.  He
cleaned the head of my cock with his mouth.  That felt
really great . . . Have you ever sucked off a guy?"
     "Yeah.  I've sucked and been sucked."
     "Ever been fucked?"
     "Yeah.  That too."
     "I don't know, man.  I think I would like getting sucked
, but I'm just not sure.  Besides how would we do that here?  We're
surrounded by guys who would probably pound the shit out of
both of us if we were caught; not to mention what Sgt. Flood
would do."
     Jasper's cock was growing hard and pressing against my
butt crack.  I could feel my cock getting stiff too.  Just
the thought of getting my dick sucked was great, at least my
one experience with Raphe suggested it might be.  But
getting fucked in the ass?  Or fucking another boy in the
ass?  Sounded pretty nasty to me.  But oral sex had a nice
ring to it.  I thought I could go for that.
     Jasper pushed harder against me.  "JJ, let me suck your
cock."
     "What, here? Now? Man, you are crazy!" I whispered.
     "It's OK, JJ.  No one will pay any attention to it.
They'll just think we're getting our nuts off.  Let me do
it, please."
     "I've never been sucked.  I don't know what I need to
do."
     "Just turn over on your back and I'll do the rest."
     I turned over, requiring a general shifting of
positions for both us.  Two guys could sleep on these bunks
as long as neither of them moved very much, but shifting my
position required Jasper to do a lot of shifting of his own.
We ended up chest to chest, with Jasper's long lean body
resting about half on me and half on the mattress.  His
erect penis was pressed tightly against my left leg.
     I was expecting that a blowjob would simply require
Jasper to move down my body so he could take my cock into
his mouth.  But he was in no rush.  He took my face in his
hands, leaned his face into mine and kissed me full on the
lips.  Another male had never kissed me.  I never knew a
father, a grandfather or uncles.  Except for mom's frequent
dates I had never had a man in my life and those guys hardly
counted.  Most of them were interested only in one thing
from my mother and that did not include getting acquainted
with her son.
     Jasper's lips were wet as he covered my mouth with his.
It felt good to have him literally suck my face.  He stuck
his tongue from between his lips, forcing my lips to part
and then against my teeth demanding entry.  His tongue
tasted very different from what I might have expected if I
had ever even thought about it.  The idea of two males
kissing like this had never entered my mind.  But as he
worked his tongue into my mouth and to move it around in
there, it felt good.  Hell, it was better than good.  The
taste of his tongue, his spit, his lips were the most
delicious thing I'd ever put in my mouth-except my cum, of
course.
	I responded by pushing my tongue against his and
back into his mouth so I could feel what the inside of
another boy's mouth felt and tasted like.  Jasper grabbed my
tongue with his lips, sucking and pulling it deeper into his
mouth.  I was surprised at how warm and slick it was in
there.  His tongue tasted like a bit of sugar, but not quite
that sweet.  I couldn't identify the taste but the warmth of
being inside his mouth made me want to continue letting him
suck. Jasper, however, had intended it only as an appetizer.
The second course was not long in coming.
     Pulling his mouth away from mine and pushing my head
back against the pillow with one hand, he began to lick and
nibble his way down my body.  He nibbled my chin, taking it
into his mouth and sucking on it.  With each suck on my chin
a tingle ran through my nerves straight to my cock.  In fact
every place our bodies touched tingled with that each suck.
	His mouth pulled against my chin, like a baby sucking
on his mother's teat.  He chewed, he nibbled, he sucked
before moving down to my neck, continuing his sucking action
interspersed with the soft licks of his tongue, down past my
Adam's apple, to the spot where the top of my ribs formed
those little bumps of bone.  Each was licked and sucked.  He
licked his way across my chest to my left nipple that he
gently, but urgently, attacked with his tongue.  By this
point I was beginning to thrash around on the bunk,
restricted by his body lying on mine, forcing my cock
against his leg that lay across my pelvis.
     "Lie still, JJ," he whispered, pushing my shoulders
down into the mattress.  "Don't frig against my leg because
it'll make you cum too soon.  I don't want that.  I want you
to get so hot that you'll shoot the biggest load you've ever
had, but you have to let me do what I need to do.  Just let
me do it all."
     I was breathing so hard, I couldn't speak, and
especially because I knew we had to be somewhat quiet so no
one would guess what was going on.  But I wanted to scream
out to express the exquisite feelings Jasper was causing all
over me.
     Jasper went back to work on that nipple, licking,
sucking and taking hold of the nib between his front teeth.
He chewed lightly, at first, but nibbling harder with each
chew.  He licked vigorously against the nib he took between
his teeth.  I started to scream in pain and shock but he
covered my mouth with his hand and stuck two fingers inside
for me to suck.  The bolt of pain from that nib quickly
turned into pleasure.  I moaned against his hand.  I sucked
harder on his fingers as Jasper moved from my nipple and
buried his face in my armpit.
     He washed my pit with his tongue, soaking the hairs.
He pulled the hairs gently with his teeth, then licked even
more vigorously, tasting my clean skin and breathing in the
musk caused by our exertions which even I could smell.
     "Ooh," Jasper moaned.  "You taste so fucking good.  You
smell so good.  Your musk is strong tonight and I love every
bit of it."
	He continued to lick and sniff my armpit,
pulling harder on the hairs, eating the stink from each.
     My cock was oozing pre-cum.  I could feel it running
down my belly and side and against his leg, which he moved
up and down against my dick, slowly jacking me.  I humped
his leg, trying to get the relief my body was screaming to
achieve.  Jasper moved his leg away from my cock, but too
late.  My body jerked, my cock jerked and the cum shot out
in about four good-sized spurts, coating my stomach, chest
and chin and Jasper's leg.
     Jasper ignored the orgasm caused by my hair trigger and
continued to suck my pit.  He moved back to my chin and
cleaned the cum I had just shot there.  He proceeded
downward licking and sucking my discharge into his mouth.
     "Hmmm, that's the best taste in the world, man.  But
don't think we're finished yet, cause we're not."
     Jasper kissed me again, forcing his tongue into my
mouth.  I could taste my cum on his tongue and smell as well
as taste my stink on his mouth.  Coming from him that way,
it was the best thing I had ever tasted.  I felt him playing
with his cock as he collected some of his pre-cum on his
fingers and shoved them into my mouth beside his tongue so I
could truly get a taste of him along with my flavor.
     I was still breathing hard from my orgasm, as in fact
was Jasper, as he continued his licking and nibbling at my
body.  He closed in on my navel, licking the soft skin that
surrounded the knot.  He nibbled and bit slightly, causing
my cock, which by all rights should have shrunk, but hadn't,
to grow even harder.  Once again, it was gushing pre-cum
into my pubic hair and on my tight stomach.  Jasper licked
it all up as it oozed from the slit in my cock's head.  But
he didn't touch my dick at all.  Instead he licked the pre-
cum out of my pubes then moved past my cock, still licking,
to my aching balls.
     Jasper took one of my nuts into his mouth, sucking
gently-causing some pain, which was quickly displaced by
pleasure.  My balls were terribly sensitive and I groaned in
lust as he switched balls in his mouth and moved from one to
the other.  He licked under my balls and moved, tongue first
into my ass crack.
     'OH, GOD,' I thought.  'What is he doing to me?  He's
getting into that part of my body that no one ever sees.
It's nasty, there!  Jasper, STOP.  Don't go any further.
OHHH, but that feels so good.  Don't  Stop!'
     Jasper couldn't read my mind, but he certainly was able
to read my body's reactions as I arched my back, pushing my
groin into his face.  I pulled my legs up, bending at the
knee, over my shoulders to give him all the access to any
part of my body, he wanted to explore.  And explore he did.
I almost lost another nut as he licked gently at my ass
hole, sucking and nibbling at the soft skin surrounding my
rear entrance.  I reached down to pull his head out of my
ass, but he slapped my hands away and pushed my lower legs
further apart to increase my vulnerability.  I could only
moan as I felt his ministrations all the way through my body
and back again.  I had reached the highest heavens as he
continued to lick, suck and nibble.
     I wanted to shoot my load (the third time in less than
an hour) but Jasper did not allow me to touch myself or to
touch any part of him.  He held one arm above his head,
pushing against me forcing me to continue lying on my back.
     He had tasted, licked and nibbled all of me from head
to groin before he finally took my achingly hard penis into
his mouth.  I was immediately transported into heaven.
Jasper swallowed about half my cock into his mouth, slowly
moving down the shaft until he had it all inside of him.
I'm not very big in the penis department, maybe five or five
and half inches and I had never considered the possibility
of taking anyone's cock as deeply into my mouth.  My dick
was far enough down his throat that he worked it by
swallowing against it like he would with a long piece of
spaghetti.  His tongue applied pressure against my tool and
his lips pulled and sucked.  It was if he had fingers in his
mouth playing with my meat.  As he moved his mouth back
toward my glans he bathed me with his tongue-wrapping it
like a snake on a tree limb.  When he came back to the end,
he nibbled the skin and then worked his tongue completely
under my foreskin before using only his tongue to expose the
very sensitive glans.
     Jasper groaned against my piece.  I came close to
screaming.  Then one more shove with his mouth and I was
again completely engulfed by the warm dampness of his mouth.
He continued that motion, swallowing, sucking and nibbling
all at the same time and then pulled back to the head.  I
erupted inside of him.  I would have warned him but his
sucking action had taken me completely by surprise and I
didn't realize I was cumming until my fluid was filling his
mouth.  Back into his mouth went my cock as he sucked my
whole body into him.  I pumped and I pumped forcing my fluid
out of my nuts as far back into his throat as it would go.
He swallowed it all. I must have cum a quart.  I had never
cum so much in such a short time in my life.
     After he had taken as much cum as I could deliver,
Jasper wormed his way up my body until he was lying
completely on top of me.  He kissed me.  I opened my mouth
and took his tongue.  The taste of my cum on his tongue was
strong and I sucked it as hard as I could.
     Jasper was hunching my belly when he unloaded his
balls, gluing our bodies together.  We lay there exhausted
for several minutes.  Our cocks softened and our ragged
breathing returned to normal.  Jasper finally rolled over
onto his side.  I reached down and slowly played my fingers
through the ocean of his cum on my stomach.  Instinctively I
picked up some of the thick cream, laying my fingers under
my nose and sniffed the perfume his balls had produced.  I
sucked my fingers clean.  He also took some of his cum on
his fingers and fed me his load.  It was the food of the
gods-ambrosia.
     Slowly, being totally spent, we drifted off into sleep.

To Be Continued ASAP.