Date: Sat, 09 Oct 1999 07:35:27 PDT
From: Godia Forit <godia@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wonders Never Cease 4

Warning!  The following story is a work of fiction. It is a
fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's
imagination. This story contains sex between a man and a
boy; or two or more boys. The author does not encourage or
condone sex between adults and children.

If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you
already know what you're supposed to do.  If this kind of
story turns you off, find something else.

Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction.  The
characters in this story engage in unprotected sex.  That's
not real life if you want to live to an old age.  The
characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch
anything unless I want them to.  Any resemblance of
characters to an actual person is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 4

  "Jesus, it stinks in here." coming from Blackie woke all three of
us.  We were still lying naked, curled up against one another just the way
we fell asleep.  I was still in Bobo and Bob was still in me.  Blackie's
voice startled us.  Bob grabbed the sleeping bag and threw it over us.
Blackie had to have seen us but he didn't say anything.  Bob slowly pulled
his soft dick out of me.  There was a little pain as his head snapped past
my sphincter that caused me to push forward.  Bobo moaned softly.  I
pulled out and another noise came from Bobo.

Blackie said,  "Your suppose to come home and mow the yard."

"What time is it?" Bobo asked.

"Twelve thirty." was Blackie's reply on his way out of the tent.

When he was gone Bobo got up, started getting dressed and said,
"Shit, now he's going to tell.  The little prick. I'm going to beat the shit
out of him."

"After you finish mowing the yard, why don't you ask him to go to
the show with you?" I said.

"Lotta good that'll do.  He's probably already blabin'."

Bob said, "It won't hurt to ask him.  Kenny and I will go with you.
Tell him that and maybe he'll go."

After Bobo left, Bob and I just lay there for a while and talked.
We were still naked and under the sleeping bag.

While we were lying there Blackie came back into the tent.

"Are you guys going to the show?" he asked.

"If you guys are." Bob answered.

"Well Bobo just asked me and said you were.  I thought he was
trying to pull a trick on me.  He never asks me to do anything so I figured
he was trying to pull something."

I stood up and turned my naked butt towards Blackie.  I started
getting dressed.  Bob just lay there but I could tell he was playing with
himself under the cover.  When I turned around and started to pull my
jeans up, Blackie was staring at Bob.  I followed Blackie's eyes down to
Bob' crotch.  You could see Bob's hand moving up and down slowly
under the cover.  I pulled my shirt on, picked up my shoes and socks, and
sat down on the tent floor next to where Blackie stood to put them on.
>From my new angle I could see a bulge in the front of Blackie's jeans.

When I finished, I went out of the tent and Blackie followed right
behind me.  I asked him if he wanted to come in the house while I ate
breakfast.

Mom said, "It's more like lunch time,"  as Blackie and I came into
the kitchen.

I knew she was teasing and didn't care what we ate as long as it
was good for us.  I got the cereal out and as I reached for a bowl I asked
Blackie, "Do you want some?"

"No," he replied, "I've already had breakfast and lunch."

When Bobo finished mowing their grass, the four of us went to the
show.

As we were walking back from the show, Bob had his arm over my
shoulder, Blackie was next to me and Bobo was on the other side of Bob.
I moved forward a little so I could catch Bobo's eyes.  When I finally did,
I nodded my head toward Blackie to hint for him to do what Bob was
doing.  At first he gave me a quizzical look.  When it dawned on him what
I meant, he fell behind so he could come up on the other end of the
foursome.  Bobo put his arm on Blackie's shoulder and Blackie shrugged
it back off.

Bobo and Bob stopped at our house.  Blackie and I continued to
their house.  Blackie and I ended up eating supper there and Bobo and Bob
ate at our house.  After supper Blackie and I went out to the porch swing
on their front porch.  I sat on one end and Blackie lay down with his head
on the other end.  He put his legs across me and rested his feet on the
armrest.  We use to do that a lot but it had been a long time since the last
time.  Sometimes he laid and I sat and sometimes the other way around.
Whoever was sitting would push the swing.

"How come you didn't let Bobo put his arm on your shoulder?" I
asked.

"'Cause," he answered, "It's queer."

"You think Bob and I are queer?"

"NO!  It just seems natural for you and Bob but not for me and
Bobo.  You and Bob are closer.  I wished Bobo and I were like that."

"So does Bobo."

"How do you know?"

"He told me last night in the tent." I said as I rested my arms on his
legs.  "We woke up during the night and talked for a long time while Bob
was sleeping.  He wanted to know how you guys could be like Bob and I."

"What did you tell him?" Blackie asked.

"Just to do things with you.  Ask you along when he does things.
That's why he asked you to the show today.  I always like it when Bob
puts his arm around me so I motioned for him to do it to you today but you
shrugged him off."

"It felt funny."

"It did for me at first but now I look forward to it."

"Can you sleep over if it's okay with my mom?" he asked.

"Probably."

Bob and Bobo were sleeping in the tent again but Blackie and I
decided to sleep at his house.  When we went to bed we both undressed to
our underwear.  I started to take my briefs off but stopped.

"Do you mind if I sleep naked?" I asked, "I have been for a couple
of years and it's more comfortable."

"No," he answered, "I guess not."

I pulled them down as Blackie was getting into bed.  I could see
out of the corner of my eye that he was looking at my crotch.  My dick
started to grow so I jumped quickly into bed and pulled the sheet up to our
waist.

Blackie turned the light on his nightstand off, laid on his back and
folded his arms behind his head.  His bed was a twin so two growing boys
didn't have a lot of room. I lay on my side facing Blackie and propped my
head up with my hand.  My other arm fell naturally to his chest with my
hand on his shoulder.  We had slept this way many times in the past but it
had been a long time since the last time.  We both had grown quite a bit
since then.  I could smell a faint odor coming from his armpits.  It was a
pleasant smell of his deodorant.

We lay quite for about five minutes when Blackie said, "Have you
ever jacked off?"

It surprised me.

"I mean played with your dick." He added.

"Well, no. Not with myself but with Bob."

"What do you mean?" Blackie asked.

"Sometimes he sleeps with me."

"What do you do when he sleeps with you?" he asked.  He started
breathing deeper and my arm on his chest could feel his heart beating
faster.

"Nothing usually.  He does it.  But sometimes I do."

"What does he do?"

My arm could feel his heart beating harder.  I knew the feeling he
was having.

"During the night he puts his hard dick between my legs and starts
moving back and forth."

Something warm and soft pushed against my arm.

"When it comes forward it pushes against my balls and that feels
good."

His dick pushed harder against my arm and started going under.  I
moved my hand down to Blackie's tit.  My arm moved on top of his dick.
I couldn't believe the size. I fingered his nipple.  He moaned and his dick
doubled in size.  His nipple became hard, was as big around as my little
finger and stuck out a half inch from his body.

I leaned forward, put my mouth over his other tit and started
licking it.  It popped out, like the other one did in my fingers, and I started
sucking on it.  He moved his hand from behind his head to the back of my
head.  He pushed my mouth harder onto his tit.  I sucked harder.  His body
started squirming, hunching his dick under my arm and soft moans emitted
from his mouth.  He was panting in short, hard breaths.

I moved my hand from his nipple to the head of his dick, which
was only a couple of inches.  The head of his dick was over his heart
almost between his tits.  It was so big, my fingers only went part of the way
around it.  My hand slid down the shaft. His dick had snaked out from
under the waistband of his boxer shorts.  I continued across the material
and down between his legs to his balls.  I could barely feel his balls
because they were drawn so tight against his body.

"My gawd! You're so big." I said.  "I want to see it."

"You mean you're not like that." He answered as he reached over
and turned the light back on.

"No way."  I sat up, threw the sheet back, got on my knees and
turned toward him so he could see mine.  "You're bigger than Bob, Bobo
and I, all three, put together."

"I'm sorry." He said sadly.

"That's nothing to be sorry about.  I wished I was like that."  I
reached down and grabbed the waistband of his boxers on each side.  He
lifted his hips automatically.  I pulled down until I reached his ankles.  He
lifted his feet and I took them off then dropped them on the floor.  I sat
there, staring at it as it lay on his stomach.  It pulsed with his heartbeat.  I
followed it up across his chest.  His nipples were still sticking out.  I
continued up to his face.  He was smiling from ear to ear.

I lay back down and sucked a nipple back into my mouth.  Again
he put his hand behind my head and pushed.  I stroked his dick.  It only
took three or four before he arched his back, lifting us off the mattress, and
shot. Splat, it hit the wall.  The second shot landed on my cheek.  The third
his neck and the last dribbled out the end of his dick.

Blackie grabbed my head in both hands and pulled my mouth to
his.  His tongue shot down my throat making me gag.  His tongue almost
matched his dick in size.  When he felt me gag, he wrapped his tongue
around mine and pulled it into his mouth.

I pulled back and started licking the cum off his neck.

He whispered in my ear, "Do it again, Please."

I released his dick.

Again in a whisper, he said, "Nooooooooo!"

I smeared my hand in the cum on his chest and took the head of his
dick in my hand again.  I rubbed the head and gently squeezed.  It had
remained as it was before he had cum.  Even though it was large, it was
not hard.  In fact it was soft and pliable.  I could easily bend it and he
showed no discomfort.  I lifted it at the base and the head remained on his
chest.  As I jacked up, it rolled over my thumb.  As I jacked down, it
remained upright.  My hand slowly moved faster up and down his shaft.
Although it was stiff it was not hard.

Blackie moaned, "Oohhh  mmmmaaahhhh, Yessss."

He bucked and bounced his body off the bed only to let it fall back
to the mattress.  We continued like this for about ten or fifteen minutes.  I
thought I was going to bite his nipple off from his writhing around but this
only made him hotter and want more.  On one of my down strokes, I let go
of his shaft and dropped down to his nuts.  I couldn't find them.  There
was only an empty bag.  As I fingered around I felt them drawn tight
against the base of his dick.

"Aaaarrrrggph!" he insisted, grabbed his own dick and started
flailing away.

I tried to pull his balls away from his body.  Slowly I got one into
my hand.

He started a scream and I quickly covered his mouth with mine.  I
felt his hot cum on my shoulder, on my arm, in my armpit and across my
back.  He continued spitting his sperm every direction.  Since they didn't
all land on me, I don't know how many erupted from him but I counted
the ones I knew about.  Four, five, six, seven times I could feel it hit me
and a different part of me each time.

He pushed my face away so he could try to catch his breath.  His
body was shaking all over and I got worried.  I thought I did damage when
I pulled his nut away.

His dad yelled up the stairs, "You boys quit your wrestling."

"Okay Mister Blackwell." I yelled back because I knew Blackie
couldn't.

"Are you hurt?" I whispered.

"No." he panted back.  "Gawd, I never felt like that before.  It was
wonderful."

It was twenty minutes before his breathing became normal.  His
dick shrank to about the same size as mine is when its' soft.

Blackie said, "It never went down after only two cums before."

I was lying in warm, sticky liquid.  I rolled over and saw a huge
puddle of my cum on the sheets.  I didn't remember coming I was so into
Blackie's orgasm.

I reached down and pulled the cover sheet over us.  Blackie turned
the light back off then put his hands behind his head.  I laid my head on
his arm, buried my nose in his pit and started playing with his nipple
again.

"Next time show me what you, Bob and Bobo were doing when I
came into the tent this morning."

I just smiled in the darkness.  Very contented, I fell asleep.



     Please email me at godia@hotmail.com with your
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     Godia