Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2004 14:12:00 -0400
From: joseph green <grassofhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: bright sun on hot flesh / part 2

     Terry found himself an island unto him self. His father had just ben
indicted for embezzlement of government money and his mother was named as
co-conspirator. They were both considered flight risks. Terry was the middle
of three kids, who were about to be separated, until a permanent home could
be found. He had only one talent, and it hung between his legs. He not only
had a big dick but had the biggest dick in the eighth grade. He was
desperately proud of his talent and shared it every chance he got. At church
camp while other boys scurried back and forth to the bath house and made
sure no girls were looking, he walked slowly with his towel dragging the
sidewwalk that criss-crossed the compound. Once inside his bunk house he
would sit on someone else's bunk and talk about girls until he got hard and
then, and only then, got on some underwear.

     But his talent was not going to help him now. Right now he ws sitting
in the fount seat of a white crown victoria station wagon from the mid 90's,
bumping down the longest drive way he had ever seen. The social worker
behind the wheel  was the dikest woman he had ever seen. She didn't really
seem to care what happened to Terry. He felt so stranded. After the 2000th
bump in the road, they arrived at a large house. It was a sprawling range
with two satellites and a pool. The social worker led Terry to a man sitting
on a chair by the above ground pool, who then directed them to the
bunkhouse. Terry noticed the place was crawling with boys. They were all wel
tanned and in swim shorts that came down to their knees. Most were in the
pool. Some were in the treehouse, and others were riding bikes in a circle.

      The woman only stayed long enough to get Terry settled in to a room
and get him acquainted to his surroundings. He got a room with an extra
bunk, with the mattress rolled back and a dresser with four drawers. She
pointed to the two towels on top and said,   "These two are yours."   She
then walked him back out to the pool and introduced Terry to a man in a
wicker chiar with a dark tan, a hawiian shirt and matching shorts and a pair
of flip flops. The man shook his hand and was introduced to the boy,
"Terry Floyd, this is Papa Jack. He will be taking care of you until things
get back to normal for you. Now that could be a while, so make friends."
The social worker then made her exit, leaving Terry behind. As she drove
away, a bell toned and Papa Jack held up a finger and said,   "wait for it".
   Terry  looked around at a mass of boys all silently looking up to the
treehouse. Nearly all the boys were younger than he was and were of every
color and shape. He did spot one darker boy sitting on the far edge of the
pool that looked to be his age. He was not looking at the treehouse, but
directly at Terry. In a few seconds another bell rang but his one was louder
and lower. Papa Jack did not move, he just yelled to the treehouse,   "Do we
have visual confirmation?"   A small naked boy stood out to the edge of the
treehouse roof with a telescope in this hand. He shouted in a high girlish
voice,   "We have visual! All clear!"   with that, the two boys sitting on
the pool deck  in  front of Terry, shucked off their shorts and slapped them
on the deck. They were now butt naked, and placed their hands on each others
dicks and started to kiss. Right in front of Terry, at eye level, not two
feet from his face he was watching two under developed boys giving each
other hand jobs.

     All Terry could do is stare. He felt a hand on his shoulder. It was
Papa Jack. He was naked too, very hairy, and hard. He said to Terry, "Well
now you know why all the boys want to come here. Your social worker tells me
you have a dick as big as Joe's". With that he motions to the darker boy
across the pool. He stands and slowly pulls his shorts down. Terry was in
shock. He was so shocked that he did not feel Papa Jack pull his t-shirt off
of his head and unbutton his jeans as he said, "We need to get you oiled up.
We don't want your ass getting sun burnt on the first day!"  In a flash Joe,
the darker boy that had been looking at Terry, was at Papa Jack's side
taking the bottle of sun block and saying, "I'll do him Papa. You can
watch." Terry glanced around at the orgy going on around him. From his
vantage point the could see sucking and fucking as well as licking and
kissing. One boy of about 12 had a very, very young boy with a shaved head
and a large birth mark on his face on the swing set, fucking him at top
speed and yelling at him to tightme up. Terry now had his shorts and
underwear down around his shoes and had not blinked. He did not fully
realize what was happening until he felt Joe's oiled hand on his now hard
dick. He knew then, what was about to happen. As he came back to reality, he
noticed five boys just circled around watchng him being jacked off by Joe.



bright sun on hot flesh   Chapter Two



      Terry closed his eyes as Joe kept stroking him.   His mind was all
cluttered with questions, but he wasn't going to let them get in the way
right now.  It didn't even bother him that  the five boys were standing
there watching him.  Papa Jack watched on too, but then made a comment.
"Don't just stand there boys, help Joe out!"  With that, they started trying
to find parts of Terry's body that they could grope or kiss, or even fuck.
Hands and lips were all over Terry.  He moaned softly as they found all of
his sensitive spots.   Papa Jack looked on, while another boy of about 16,
dropped to his knees and gave Papa Jack a blow job.  All across the range,
you could see boys engaging in some type of sexual act.  Joe continued to
jack off Terry for quite some time, until he couldn't stand it much longer.
Joe put his mouth on Terry's fully hard cock, and started sucking wildly.
That was all it took for Terry to moan louder, and start rocking his hips to
help out.  One boy bent down behind Terry and began spreading his ass to
lick at his pucker.  Terry qivered  all throughout his body, his legs
shaking.  Other boys were sucking Terry's nipples, and licking his earlobes.
  It was all Terry could do to keep from cuming right away.  So, he just
gave in, and shot his wad inside Joe's mouth with no holding back.  Joe
sucked him dry.  Afterwards, the surrounding boys hugged Terry in a most
affectionate way.

"Alright boys, let's get ready for supper! Everyone go shower up, and meet
in the main dinning hall!" ordered Papa Jack. "And don't be too long boys! I
know how you like to have fun in the showers, so make it quick!

Joe grabbed Terry's hand to show him where the showers were. A horn was
sounded, and there were boys from all over the range, that were heading
towards the bunkhouse.

     "So, whatcha here for?" asked Joe.

"My folks were put in prison." responded Terry in a guilty voice, like he
was the cause of it.

" It's okay, we are all here because of some misfortune." comforted Joe.

     Finally the two boys arrived at the huge bunkhouse, and then into the
vast shower room.  Never had Terry seen so many boys in one room naked!  His
eyes tried to take in all of the beautiful bodies, but couldn't  digest it
all.  It was at this time that he also noticed that the boys were not just
showering. They were sucking and fucking and washing each other. Joe looked
at his new found friend.

"You ready to shower up? There is a spot for us right over there." pointing
to a vacant shower head.

"Uh, I guess."

They walked over and found the body wash in  a bottle, turned the water on,
and Joe began lathering Terry up.  Terry put some soap in his hand too, and
started rubbing on Joe.  This was more than Terry could ever imagine. He
knelt down to lather up Joe's legs, and found that Joe was hard as a rock!
Terry felt that he owed Joe a favor, after what Joe did to him, so he
started sucking Joe and rubbing his ass with soap that was left in his
hands. Joe put shampoo on  Terry's head, and lathered it up while pushing
gently on Terry's head to set the pace on how fast Terry should suck him.
"This boy is hot!" thought Joe.  He closed his eyes and let the feelings
just flow.  It wasn't long and he was pushing hard into Terry's face, with
his balls pulled up to his cock. He then gave a pleasent "Unnnngh!" and that
was all she wrote.  He shot his wads into the warm mouth of Terry's.

     Since standing on cerermony wasn't a nescessity, the boys didn't wear
much in the way of clothing. But they were required to wear shorts at the
dinner table.  Servers were standing ready as the boys sat down at the long
row of tables and benches.  Terry noticed that with all of the food already
on the table, and all of the boys there, that it looked like pilgrims at
Thanksgiving.  A silence came over the crowded room, as Papa Jack stood up
and bowed his head in prayer.

"Father we thank thee for your kindness, and thank you for your
understanding. Thank you for allowing us to take in these boys, and helping
them. Thanks also for the food. We thank you Lord for all things. Amen"

The room followed with a unison "Amen!"  The servers then went around and
started serving soup and bread to go along with the other fine food.

"Do you guys eat this good all of the time?" asked Terry.

"We sure do!  They treat us well here!" replied Joe.

The rest of the meal was basically devoid of conversation for the two boys,
as Terry really was hungry and didn't have time for idle chat.

     After the meal, the boys were required to wash their own dinnerware.
The sun was going down, and the warm glow on the horizon was a beautiful
site to see.   There was a changing of the guards in the treehouse lookout.
Boys were scattered about just laying around together watching the sun set.
Papa Jack was on the front porch of his big house where a volunteer handed
him a tall cool drink, which had some sort of liquor in it, from the
satisfying look on his face.  He looked across the surrounding area at all
of the boys, and smiled to himself.  Joe and Terry were fast becoming
friends.  They got up on the deck of the pool. They were the only ones
there.  With their feet dangling in the water, and facing the sunset, Joe
looked over at Terry as the orange glow hit his face. Terry's eyes glistened
in the sunlight.  His face was so soft looking in the warmth of the light.
With no shirt on, Joe went on to look at Terry's body as well.  Very nicely
proportioned.  Small nipples, and a chest that was showing some signs of
muscle definement.  Joe's eyes followed the body down to the stomach. It too
was showing some defined muscles, but still soft overall.  Joe liked what he
saw.  Terry got the feeling that he was being watched, so he turned and
looked at Joe.  When their eyes met, Terry's heart jumped.  What was he
thinking?  He actually leaned in and went for a kiss on Joe's lips.  Joe
leaned in on his hands on the pool deck, and recieved the kiss.  They
scooted in closer, and embraced each other, pulling their bodies closer with
their arms.  Their heads turned to better get a good position, and their
lips parted and tongues mingled.  Joe got the idea to lean to the left, and
he pulled Terry over making the both of them fall into the pool.  They
splashed about trying to surface up.  They finally came to the top of the
water facing each other, and began kissing again.  Joe reached down and felt
Terry's groin. It was hard again.  He started strokin to see if Terry was
ready again, but Terry playfully pushed Joe away and started swimming in the
pool  away from Joe.  With his ass in the air, Terry dove down to the bottom
of the pool and shot up and over the top of the water, like a dolphin
jumping with just as much grace.  Joe watched for a moment, then dove down
to meet Terry under water. The two of them started groping each other, and
just floating free under the water, until they had to come up for air.

"You are really going to like it here." Joe said in a comforting voice.

"Yeah, I think I will. But I have a bunk room by myself.  I will be alone
for the most part." responded Terry.

"No you won't, I am going to ask Papa Jack to let me change rooms." said
Joe. " I think he would want someone to stay with you, so you can get
adjusted."

With that, Joe got up out of the pool and ran towards the big house, naked,
and started explaining what he wanted to do.  Within minutes, Joe was
running back to the pool, beaming.  "He said it was okay!"

Terry yelled with delight, and proceeded to get out of the pool.  Both boys
grabbed their shorts, and went to the bunk house.

     The bunk house was set up where the rooms allowed for four boys to
sleep in one room. Intimate, yet still with four boys, not private enough.
Joe and Terry would have one of the many rooms where it would be just the
two of them.  Terry had went to Joe's old room to help him carry his stuff
to his new living quarters.  Once the boys both got settled in, they sat on
the bottom bunk and just talked about regular things to get to know one
another.

"Joe, how did Papa Jack get this place? What made him take in boys like
this?"  Terry asked.

"Well, I'm not sure how he got the place, he has had it for years. But as
for why he takes in boys, well you can see foryourself that he loves boys."
answered Joe.

"Is he perverted?"  enquired Terry.

"He just loves boys. As for being perverted, well.  I'm not sure what I can
tell you.  I did find something the other night that is scary, and I don't
know who it belongs to." said Joe.

"Can you show me?" Terry asked eagerly.

"Later.  We have to wait for lights out.

     Joseph ran his hand over Terry's shoulder. The skin was very smooth to
the touch.  He looked at Terry, and Terry looked towards Joseph. It was as
if they could read each other's mind.  Immediately they started kissing
again.  Their arms were embracing and running up and down each other's
bodies.  Joe dropped down to the floor and faced Terry's crotch. Terry was
already hard.  Joe started licking Terry's cut cock.  He played with the
head of the cock, with his tongue.  Terry moaned with pleasure.  Then Joe
went all the way down to the pube region. Very light on the hairs, soft, but
nice.  Just as Joe was getting a good suck going,  the "lights out" call was
made, and then the lights went out in all of the rooms.  The boys were in
total darkness.  All you could hear was the slurping of Joe's mouth on
Terry's nice cock.  It wasn't long before Terry came with a grunt.  Even in
the dark, Terry could feel that Joe was smiling for his job well done.

"You want me to do you now?" Terry whispered.

"Naw, let's go look at the secret I was telling you about. You can do me
later." instructed Joe.

  Joe fumbled around in one of his dresser drawers, and found a small
flashlight.  The boys there at the range, were allowed flashilights so they
could find their way to the bathroom at night.  The dim light allowed the
boys to see their way out of the building.

     It was a long walk through  the woods, in a path that had been seldom
used.  Terry was somewhat scared,  and Joe knew that, so he held Terry close
to him, kissed him on the cheek and said it would be okay.  That was little
comfort to Terry when the two boys approached an abandoned looking building.
  Joe led Terry to a hidden opening in the wall.  Terry noticed that the
room they had just entered had a medical smell.  He couldn't quite figure it
out.

"What is this place?" he asked.

"Don't know, but it sure is freaky.  That's all I can say." replied Joe.

Now Terry was even more nervous.  Then it hit him.  The smell was that of
formaldahyde.  He knew that from school where they kept frogs in a jar for
sience projects.  Joe moved the flashlight up and down exposing many metal
framed shelving units.  Jars upon jars were on the shelves.  Terry could not
make out what was in the jars, but he knew there was something in them.  He
turned around with his back to Joe as  they moved in to the isle of the
shelving units.

"Here, check this out!" said Joe.

Terry turned around just to get a good look in the jar, then CRASH! one of
the jars hit the floor. That was their cue to leave now. Hearts were racing
as the beam of  light from the flashlight was bouncing up and down.  Terry
and Joe ran hard, until they were back at the bunk house.  All they could
hear were the sounds of heavy breathing and the pounding of their hearts.
When they had settled down a bit, Joe grabbed Terry's hand and escorted him
back to their room.  Once inside, the boys sat down on the bottom bunk.

"Was that what I thought it was?" asked Terry.

"What? You mean back at that building?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, I'm not sure. That was the first time that I had come across a jar
like that."  replied Joe.

Under the flashlight, Terry looked scared.  Joe put his arm around Terry,
and hugged him tightly. "You can stay here on the bottom bunk with me if you
like."

"Thanks."  was Terry's reply.

Joe turned out the flashlight, and the two boys laid down together, in a
spoon position, with Joe behind Terry, and his arms around his new friend.
Joe fell fast asleep, while Terry lay awake for what would seem like hours.
The image of what Terry saw kept racing through his mind.