Date: Sat, 5 Jan 2013 01:20:52 -0500
From: Jon Steynbeck <jon.steynbeck@gmail.com>
Subject: Boy Brothel 3

This is all fantasy, please keep that in mind.  I appreciate all the emails
on the first installment.  Good to know some are finding it erotic.  Please
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Boy Brothel 3

Jon.steynbeck@gmail.com


While Jason ordered breakfast I laid in bed and contemplated what an
amazing experience I was having.  I watched him on the phone talking to the
room service folks and was enthralled by his beauty.  His body was perfect
in every way, particularly his smooth round butt that opened up to me so
easily.

"It'll be here soon," he said as he jumped up on the bed and laid against
me.

I took him in my arms and nuzzled his neck, while I stroked his smooth
back.  He pulled himself close, giving me ready access to his body.  I laid
back and he cradled up against me on his side, the front of his body
pressed against my side, his small hand absentmindedly fondling my hairy
chest.

"You like what you do here in the resort?" I asked him.

"Oh, yeah," he answered.  "It's a way cool place to live and I really like
being with the guests.  It's really awesome."

As we chatted about the island and what kinds of things he did in his spare
time his hand went to my cock, which fairly quickly sprang to life.  He had
his hand wrapped around my rigid cock right under the head and he was
dragging his thumb over the piss slit, smearing my precum around the head.
It didn't appear to be a sexual act on his part, but more of an intimate
caressing between lovers.

I would have had to readjust my body in order to reciprocate so I lay there
and accepted his fondling without returning the favor.

There was a knock at the door and Jason jumped off the bed yelling, "food's
here."

He ran to the door completely naked with absolutely no sense of shyness or
embarrassment.  He was even sporting an erection and it didn't seem to
bother him in the least.

He opened the door and middle aged man wearing shorts and an Hawaiian shirt
pushed a cart loaded with a variety of breakfast dishes.

"Good morning, sir.  How is everything today," he said looking at me.

"Everything is absolutely perfect," I answered, winking.

"And how are you this morning, master Jason?" he said, his eyes fixed on
the boy's erect cocklet.

"Doing great, Adam," he answered, his eyes hungrily surveying the food on
the cart.

After Adam left we sat up on the end of the bed and filled ourselves to the
gills with what could only be called gourmet food.  We talked little, with
only the occasional "mmmm," as we passed samples of different things to
each other's mouth.

Filled to capacity we put all the dishes and utensils back on the cart and
assumed our cuddle position on the bed.

"What was your training like, sweety," I finally asked him.

He was quiet for a second, then in a low voice said, "we're not supposed to
talk about that with the guests."

I thought about it for a moment then suggested, "you know, I'm kind of a
partner in the company you work for, so I think you can tell me."

He was quiet again, then said, "yeah, I guess it would be ok.  What do you
want to know."

"I dunno, how about you start at the beginning, when you were selected for
the position," I answered.

"Well," he started, then paused.  "Adrian came to my Mom's and my bungalow
and talked to us about how I could make money for us and how I didn't have
to do it and could quit anytime.  But all he told me was I had to spend
time with the guests and make them happy.  I didn't really know what all
that meant, but I wanted to do it, and my Mom agreed."

"Then what," I asked.

"About a week later he came and got me.  He told me not to bring anything
because I would have everything I needed in our training bungalow.  So I
just went with him.  He was really nice and I liked him and felt kinda safe
so it was easy to go.  Since my mom was only across the island I didn't
feel like I was leaving home or anything."

"How old were you?" I asked.

He looked up at the ceiling and thought for a second.  "I guess about 7."

"So, then what," I asked.

"So, then we came to his bungalow and he told me what was going to happen
for the first few days, which was we were just going to hang out and get to
know each other and become good friends.  So, the first week we just took
walks and hung out together and we were together all the time." With a
giggle he added, "even in the bathroom."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He said that part of the training was that we had to get totally
comfortable with each other and that meant being together even when we were
peeing or taking a dump.  We even took baths together."

"Then, after a week," he began, "he told me we had to go naked all the time
so we would get really comfortable with each other.  I was kind of nervous
at first and kept covering up my cock, but after about a day or two it
didn't matter anymore and I was cool with it.  I didn't even care when I
got a boner cause he got them too."

"Then what," I asked, totally enthralled with his story.

"We had been sleeping together in our undies but that night we slept
together naked and he pulled me right up against him.  I was really nervous
at first but then I started to like how it felt.  Kinda warm and safe.  You
know what I mean?" he asked me.

"Yup, I do," I answered smiling.

"So, anyway, he started talking to me about sex stuff and I didn't know
anything so it was all like really new.  He asked me if I knew why I got
boners all the time and I really didn't.  Then he told me why I got boners
and how I should really enjoy them and not be at all ashamed about it."
Giggling, he added "But of course, this was something we talked about for a
few days, not like all at once."

"So, then we were in the Jacuzzi and he pulled me between his legs with my
back against his chest.  He was rubbing my chest and nipples and really
making me feel nice.  And then, he put his hand on my cock and made it
hard, then he rubbed for a long time and I had my first orgasm.  It was
like, totally amazing and I wanted him to do it all the time, but he
wouldn't." Jason said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Cause he said it was going to be my reward for learning what I needed to
learn to be a good host to the guests," he started.  "If I worked hard at
learning all I needed to learn I would get rewarded regularly with an
orgasm.  Also, I was not allowed to jack off and if I did I would get
punished."

"What kind of punishment?" I asked with concern.

"A hard spanking on my bare butt over his knee," he answered.

"That's awful," I groaned sympathetically.

"Jason laughed out loud.  "You wanna know a secret?  I liked the
spankings."

"You did?  But why," I asked loudly.

"I don't know, cause they really hurt, but after it was over I always felt
really nice and calm.  I also felt like Adrian loved me and didn't enjoy
doing it.  After it was over he would always cuddle with me and tell me he
still loved me.  So, it was all cool."

"Go on," I urged.

"Well, then the training on how to treat the guests really started.  He
spent about 2 days just teaching me how to kiss, which I really liked.  It
sure didn't feel like being in school, cause I loved kissing Adrian," he
giggled.

"Then he showed me how to touch a man in a lot of places to make him feel
good and how to tell when he liked a place I touched him.  That took a
while, cause there are so many places," he laughed.

"Then one morning he sucked on my cock till I had an orgasm, and that was
like super amazing," he said, almost moaning at the thought.  "He told me I
had to learn how to do that to a man to make him feel good, but I had
already been thinking about that anyway so it wasn't like it scared me or
anything.  He had me do it to him and at first I was pretty bad at it.  I
kept scraping my teeth on his cock and he had to teach me how to open my
mouth wide and still keep my lips on his shaft.  He also showed me how to
use my tongue on his cockhead and balls to really make it feel good.  Once
I had learned how to do all that we worked on taking his entire cock in my
mouth.  That was kinda hard cause I gagged a lot and even puked a few
times.  But, I finally learned how to do AND swallow all his cum without
letting any dribble out."

He looked up at me with a huge grin on his face and said, "I'll show you
later."

"So, then we started with the stretching.  He made me wear a thing in my
butt most of the day.  It started with a small one then it got bigger and
bigger till I could put a big one in without it hurting at all."

"Then what, "I asked.

"Then he fucked me, and I totally loved it.  He showed me all kinds of
positions and how to move so it feels good to the man who is fucking me.
He fucked me two or three times a day and I could never wait for that
lesson to begin, " he said, grinning.

"And that's what I got my gold chain for.  Adrian said I was really good at
fucking and sucking and that I was really enthusiastic about it, " he said.

"You know, baby," I started, "I really love the way you can talk about sex
so openly, without using code words like pee pee for your cock.  It's way,
way sexy."

"Well, we had a whole week class on that," he began.  "Some men don't like
it so we had to learn how to talk different with them.  But, most men
really like it when we say exactly what we mean without being shy or
seeming ashamed.  I really, really love sex with older men so it's easy for
me, but sometimes I have to act shy because some men get excited by a shy
boy.  I'm glad you aren't like that."

"And that was it?  That was your training?" I asked.

"Well, almost, " he said, "then, every couple of weeks we would go to a
bungalow with one of the other instructors for a day and have sex.  They
would write up some kind of thing about how we did and then we would be
told what we did really good and what we didn't do so good."

"I bet you never did anything not so good," I said, tousling his hair.

"Naaah, "he said, "they were always finding something I did wrong, but I
didn't mind because I wanted to do good."

"What does your mother think about all this?" I asked.

"She's cool.  She knows I really like it, so she's ok with it," he said.

I laid there quietly reviewing everything he had told me.  I wondered if he
became a man lover because of the training, or if the training came easy to
him because he was already having thoughts about men anyway.  It didn't
matter, he seemed to get great joy out of sex, and I was the lucky
recipient.

I reached down and pulled him on top of me and we locked out mouths in a
deep loving kiss. His tongue explored the inside of my mouth as he moaned
softly and gently humped my stomach.

I broke the kiss and turned him around so we were in a kind of 69 position.
The differenced in our heights made mutual oral impossible, but I really
wanted to do something I had yet to do with him, eat his delectable boy
pussy.

I spread his legs as I pulled his gorgeous mounds to my lips.  When I had
the smooth valley between his up cheeks up against my nose I took my hands
and spread him wide.  He helped by spreading his legs as wide as he could.
I pulled him to me and planted my mouth on his tight rosebud, suckling
gently on the firm ring.

I suckled at his pussy for a while.  Even though I knew my tongue would
slide in easily, I wanted to savor this moment.  His little pussy smelled
and tasted like my cum.  I even managed to suck a little out of his hole
and the taste of it, mixed with his natural boy juices, was delicious.

All the time I was working his hole he lay on my chest, his head resting
sideways on my stomach, moaning and groaning with intense pleasure.

The urge to tongue fuck him became too strong to resist and I finally slid
my tongue through his tight ring as far as I could.  He let out a moan,
then said, "please don't stop, please don't, that feels sooooo fucking
good."

I wasn't about to and I held my tongue in deep and tried to move it around
and explore the inner recesses of his rectum, but that proved to be pretty
much impossible, so I just used my tongue like a cock, fucking him with it.
Not surprisingly, the tongue fucking brought him to a climax, which he
tried to enhance by thrusting his cock in vain.  As his boy hole tightened
up from the coming orgasm my tongue was squeezed out, so I replaced it with
my finger and lifted him up so he could bury his cocklet in my mouth.  I
sucked him hard while he rode waver after wave of spasms.  I held him there
till I could sense his orgasm was completely over, then I brought his hole
back to my mouth and gently licked it with the flat of my tongue, allowing
him to enjoy the sensual pleasure as he calmed down.

I turned him around and wrapping my arms around him, I held him tight
against me, his head on my shoulder with his forehead cradled against my
neck.

"This feels so good, so nice.  I love it," he whispered to me.

I nodded in agreement.

We laid that way for a while till he pulled away and slid down my body.  He
got between my legs and held my stiff cock in his hand.

Looking up at me with an evil grin he asked, "you wanna see how I won the
gold chain?"

I laughed and told him to go for it.

"Ok, but don't thrust up into my mouth.  Let me do everything," he ordered
with a smile.

I put a pillow under my head so I could watch him work, and truly wondered
if he could get my entire cock in his mouth.

At first he worked on the head, and he did it expertly.  Every swirl of his
tongue and tightening of his lips took me to higher levels of pleasure.  I
must have been spewing precum out, but if I was, he had to be swallowing
every drop, because none leaked out of his mouth.  After making me almost
insane with lust, he slid my cock completely into his mouth.  I could feel
his tight lips wrapped tightly around the base, and his throat muscles
constricting my cock head.  I could see his neck muscles moving and with
every muscle movement I would feel his throat working around my cock head.
He would pull up a couple of inches periodically so he could breath, and
then he would slide back down and begin the process again.  While his mouth
and throat worked my cock, his little hand was massaging my balls or
sliding down to my hole.  At my hole he would press his finger against my
sphincter then move it around, sending jolts of pleasure up through my
balls, into my back, and up my spine.

Eventually, he pushed his finger inside me and found my prostate which he
gently massaged, bringing me even more incredible pleasure.

I was close to cumming but I said nothing.  I figured he had enough
experience to sense my impending orgasm and do whatever it was he did when
I blew.  My sphincter must have tightened hard around his finger as my
balls churned up a massive orgasm.  He kept my cock deep in his mouth and I
felt a huge flood of cum race up my cock and explode into his waiting
mouth.  The first rope went straight down his throat and into his stomach.
Then he pulled up and gripped my cock, expertly pumping it as his mouth
gripped my cockhead. He let the remaining 4 streams of thick semen fill his
mouth.  Not once did he gag and he didn't let a single drop of my cum leak
out of his mouth.  When I crashed from the orgasm he pulled his mouth off
my cock with a tight sucking action, getting the last bit of cum off my
cockhead and into his mouth.

He almost started laughing as he crawled up to me and planted him mouth on
mine.  Suddenly, I felt a thick flow of cum fill my mouth.  I held it for a
minute, then passed it back to him.  He then fed it back to me and I
reciprocated.  By now our lips were coated in my cum and he pulled up a
little and swallowed all of it in one big gulp.  As a last act, he slid his
flat tongue from one side of my mouth to the other, cleaning off the
residual cum.

I was stunned.  I had never had as good a blow job, ever.  I grabbed him
and pulled him to me and whispered, "God baby, you really know how to make
your daddy feel good."

Looking up with a grin he asked, "did I earn a gold chain?"

I laughed out loud.

Again we lay there in a tight embrace, his arms around my side, my hands
caressing and kneading his soft buns.  We fell asleep for about half an
hour till he slid off me.  As he awoke he took my cock in his hand and
gently stroked it.  I got hard almost instantly from his small hand working
my shaft.  I don't usually have that quick a recovery, but Jason knew how
to work the right places to get me hard.

"You ever heard of the Kama Sutra?" he asked me.

"Well, yeah, why?" I answered.

"I wanna try something," he said.

With that he grabbed a bunch of pillows and put them behind me till I was
in a half sitting position.

"Ok, bring your feet toward so your knees are bent up, so your stomach is
like a saddle," he ordered.

I did as I was told as he grabbed the lube and slathered up my engorged
cock.  When he was satisfied he climbed on and put my cock up to his boy
pussy.  Sliding down he took the entire shaft in slow movement.  When I was
fully inside him he leaned forward and rested his chest against mine.

"Now, we'll just stay like this for a while, no thrusting or movement," he
told me.

It was a very comfortable position and I was more than happy to follow his
directions. We laid quietly in the position for a while, him gently sliding
his hands up and down my rib cage, me softly caressing his smooth buns.

After a while I could feel movement around my cock.  He was massaging my
cock with his rectum muscles and sending waves of pleasure up and down my
shaft.  He must have worked on those muscles for a long time because while
there was no sensation of tightening, I could feel something stimulating my
entire cock.  It was a feeling I had never experienced and I didn't want it
to stop.

"You think you can make me cum doing that," I asked him in all seriousness.

"Sure, but it will take a while," he said softly.

I simply relaxed and let the boy do his work on my cock.  I wondered how
long he could keep it up since although he didn't seem to be working hard
at it, there was clearly some deliberate muscle work going on inside him.

It took about 30 minutes but finally I could feel that familiar tingling in
my balls.  I just rode with it.  I was in no rush to cum since the
sensations on my cock were ultra stimulating.

Then I felt it, an orgasm building up.  But that sensation was holding
steady.  It was like I was in a holding pattern with an orgasm at the base
of my cock just waiting to erupt.  The orgasm built very slowly and the
desire to thrust was almost overwhelming, but I managed to control it.

From the minute I felt the pleasure of a coming orgasm till the first shot
of cum erupted from my piss slit must have taken 4 or 5 minutes.  It was
like a 5 minute orgasm building and building till I unloaded in the boys
pussy.  My body tensed by I didn't thrust into him or grab him by the waist
and force him down onto my cock. I just let the pleasure build and build
till I emptied my balls.

Even though I had finished with my climax he stayed on top me as my cock
softened then slipped out of his hole.  His gaping hole spewed a flood of
my warm semen all over his legs and my cock.

He stood up, cum sliding down his leg in small rivulets.

"You need relief, honey," I asked him.

He nodded.

I pulled him forward and took his cock in my mouth, sucking it and working
my tongue around his little cock head.  I slipped a finger into his hole
and massaged his little prostate, and he climaxed in less than a minute,
letting out a stream of "Oh fuck yes, oh fuck, oh fuck, suck my cock,
finger my pussy harder."

Then he collapsed in my lap and dropped onto my chest, panting and mewling
loudly.

I held him tightly and soothed him with gentle murmurs and caresses.  This
little boy had just taken me to places I didn't know existed.  I wanted to
have him forever.