Date: Mon, 9 Nov 2009 15:05:24 EST
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: Castaway Hotel: Grand Reopening - Book 3, chapters 11 -12

Castaway Hotel -- Grand Reopening -- Book 3 by BW
Copyright 2009 by billwstories
Chapter 11 -- A Stop in Ole San Antone.

**Author's Note:** Please read the disclaimer in Chapter 00 before you read
this.

The next morning we had a quick breakfast before we went to the airport.  I
had already called ahead, to make sure the ticket for Nick had been
confirmed, and the boys finally caught on to where we were going after
seeing the monitor that listed San Antonio as our destination.  Brandon was
all smiles, after realizing we were going to see his family, and the other
boys immediately started pulling his leg.

"I guess Pop's finally going to dump you back on your own folks," Jay
teased, as a way of getting back at Brandon for teasing him about his
clumsiness on our first vacation together.

"Yeah, we hear your parents stenciled your name on the dog house in the
backyard," Kevin added, "so you'd have a place to sleep."

"They even bought one of those wireless fences to keep him in the yard,"
Trey added, laughing.

"And his dad got a new pooper-scooper, so he could clean up after him," Pat
threw in, leaving a vivid picture in everyone's mind about how the crap got
there in the first place.

Graham walked up to Brandon and started stroking his back.  "Nice Brandon,
good boy," he told him, playing along with the gag and treating Brandon
like a dog.

"You guys think you're pretty funny, don't you?" Brandon countered, with a
feigned hurt look on his face.  "Well, you'll all go hungry as comedians,
won't they, Pop?"

I wasn't expecting to be called into this discussion, so I had to wing it
quickly.  "Down, boy, good Brandon," I responded, trying to keep a straight
face.  "Sit, boy."

"Not you too," he said, sarcastically.  "What is this, 'gang up on Brandon
day'?"

"I like you, Brandon," Jordan told him.  "You can come home with me and be
my pet."  When he started his comment, the other boys thought Jordan was
feeling sorry for Brandon, so they all cracked up when they heard his final
remark.  Since none of them had been ready for Jordan to get involved in
ribbing Brandon, it just made what he said seem even funnier.

By now we were all laughing so hard that I thought some of the boys might
pee their pants.  The other people in the terminal were eyeing us
suspiciously, like we had all just lost our minds or escaped from a mental
hospital.  Who knows, maybe they were right.  Anyway, none of us cared and
didn't let the humorless masses bother us.

"Okay, I give and you win," Brandon said, surrendering.  "I'll wait until I
get to my house, where my mommy and daddy can protect me," he added in a
little boy whine.

At that point I urged the boys forward, to our boarding gate, before we
missed our flight.  When we arrived there, they had already started to
board.  We produced our tickets and walked onto the plane, ready for
another flight.

The trip to San Antonio went very smoothly and Brandon's parents were at
the terminal to meet us when we arrived.  Brandon was happy to see his
mother and father again and hugged and kissed both of them affectionately.
I think his father was surprised by how much love Brandon was showing them.

"Heck, if I had known we'd get this kind of reaction from you after you'd
been away for a while," Mr. O'Hara quipped, "we'd have shipped you off to
camp or with friends long ago."

Brandon looked at him, startled, until he noticed the smirk on his father's
face and understood he was being teased again.  "Dang, is everyone going to
bust on me today?  I thought I could at least count on my parents to
protect me."

"We're glad to see you, son," Mr. O'Hara told him.  "It's just that you've
never been so bold at showing your affection to us in public before.  We
were just enjoying the change in you."

"Well, I've missed you both and am happy to see you again."

"And we're thrilled to see you too, honey," Mrs. O'Hara added.  "Don't let
your father ruin this, dear.  Let's go and get your things, because we've
got a lot planned for you boys while you're here."

"Thanks, Mom," Brandon replied, smiling at his mother.  "I really did miss
both of you."

"And we missed you too, darling, and now we'll have some time to spend
together, before you take off again.  Your father even took a week's
vacation, so we could do things together... I mean the Curries, you, and
us," she added, not wanting us to feel left out.

"That sounds like fun," Brandon answered.  "I'm glad we'll have some time
to spend together, before we go back."

I excused myself and took the little ones with me while I went to get our
rental vehicle.  I had reserved another van for the time we were going to
be here, knowing nothing but that or a bus would be able to contain my
growing flock.  The other boys stayed with the O'Haras while I went to get
the vehicle and the rental clerk had us processed and in our van in no time
at all.  Soon I was rejoining the O'Haras and my brood, and it didn't take
us long before the luggage and kids were loaded up and ready for our next
adventure.

Brandon rode with his parents, taking Danny with him, and I followed them
toward our first stop.  The O'Haras and I had planned this out several
weeks ago.  Now we were ready to put our itinerary into motion.

First, we took the boys for a ride on the Lone Star Trolley, a
turn-of-the-century mode of transportation similar to a train, since it ran
on tracks, and the hour-long ride gave us all a chance to talk and get
reacquainted.  Mr. & Mrs. O'Hara were pleased by how Brandon looked and
especially how he had reacted to them when we arrived, so they thanked me,
once more, for letting him stay with us and taking him on this vacation.
We were doing the usual parent thing, like discussing how quickly the boys
were growing up and commenting about how quickly they were changing, while
the boys were enjoying the ride, checking out the sights and engaging in
some minor horse-play.  Our time on the trolley passed by quickly and the
boys immediately let us know it was time to eat, once our ride was over.

Mrs. O'Hara had previously made luncheon reservations for our group and the
restaurant didn't seem bothered by the fact that we were about a half hour
early.  Once we were seated, everyone ordered and then the boys ate
quickly, once the food came.  It was obvious they were anxious to see what
our next stop was going to be.

Mr. and Mrs. O'Hara were enjoying watching the boys interact, and Brandon
filled them in on the teasing he took at the airport, before we boarded the
plane.  Mr. O'Hara informed Brandon that they didn't have a dog house, so
he didn't have to worry about that, but then he quickly added that the
little shed out back would make a dandy room for him.  My boys started
laughing and Brandon chided his father.

"Dad, you don't have to play along and encourage these guys," he stated,
disappointed that his father was making fun of him too.  "They do enough of
that for each other.  I was hoping for your support and praying you would
protect me from their abuse."

"Sorry, Brandon, but the house is small and we didn't know what else to do
with you..."  Mr. O'Hara continued, but was quickly cut off.

"Dad!" Brandon almost screamed, shooting his father a dirty look.

"Patrick," Mrs. O'Hara scolded, as she slapped her husband's upper arm.
"Leave your son alone and quit teasing him so.  If you can't say anything
nice to the boy, then just keep quiet."

Mr. O'Hara feigned injury and embarrassment from her admonishment, and
Brandon smiled in her direction.  "Thanks, Mom.  I'm glad that at least one
of my parents will stick up for me."

"Okay, Brandon, you win," his father added, grudgingly.  "I won't tease you
any more.  Besides, if I do, your mother will have me sleeping in that shed
tonight and for weeks to come."

All of the boys giggled at the last comment and Mrs. O'Hara emphatically
nodded her head, to indicate that is precisely what would happen.  Once
things quieted down, we requested our bill, paid it and left.  We loaded
back into the two vehicles, with Danny riding with Brandon and his parents
again, and I followed Mr. O'Hara to our next stop, the Alamo.

Even my grandsons knew what this place was and recognized it almost
immediately as we parked nearby.  As soon as we paid to enter, I quickly
informed the boys about the mission's history.  I explained how it had
originally been the home for Spanish missionaries and how they used it as
their base of operations as they attempted to convert the local Indians to
Christianity.  That was the mission's main function for seventy years,
until the Spanish military stationed a cavalry unit there.  It was the
soldiers who first called the mission the Alamo, the Spanish word for
'cottonwood', in honor of their hometown, Alamo de Parras, Coahuila.

The Spanish were still occupying the Alamo when the Texas Revolution began
in 1835, but in December a group of Texian and Tejano volunteers forced the
soldiers to surrender, after just five days of fighting.  It stayed under
their control until the end of February and beginning of March of 1836,
when General Santa Anna's army took them by surprise.  The men inside held
out for 13 days, led by William B. Travis, until the Mexican Army was
finally victorious.  Although the reports of what happened in those final
days are unclear, many of the two hundred defenders of the Alamo were
killed in the fighting or executed later, including Jim Bowie and Davy
Crockett.

We roamed around for quite some time, as the boys spent time pretending
they were defending the mission from the onslaught of tourists who kept
parading in and out of the area.  We let them enjoy themselves for a while
longer, bought a few things from the gift shop, and then left for the next
stop.  This time we were heading to the Buckhorn Saloon & Museum.

Don't misunderstand this.  We weren't taking the boys out bar-hopping.
This is another tourist attraction, where the boys eventually saw some
frontier card acts, trick roping, another gunfight, Old Tex (a stuffed
longhorn steer with an 8' 9" horn-span), a preserved 78-point whitetail
deer and a mounted 1,056-pound black marlin.

Once we were done there, we toured the Hall of Texas Wax Museum and looked
at the exhibits, which included likenesses of many important people in the
history of Texas, including some of the primary defenders of the Alamo.
After that, we let the boys go spend some time in the arcade, making sure
which boys were responsible for the younger ones while they were together,
and then Mr. & Mrs. O'Hara and I went and had sodas in the saloon.

Once we were alone, they thanked me again for everything I was doing for
Brandon and then we went over the schedule for our stay with them.
Actually we weren't staying WITH them, as we'd be renting rooms at a hotel
in the area, but we would be near them.  Brandon would be staying with his
parents, and he'd probably have Danny join him there, but I was happy to
let them enjoy their evenings alone.

After another hour or so, we pried the boys out of the arcade and set out
for the restaurant where we would eat our evening meal.  We were all more
than a little hungry by now and the boys were looking forward to refilling
their nearly empty stomachs.  We paraded into the restaurant, amid the
stares of those already seated, and we must have looked like a
U.N. committee as we strolled past the locals and other tourist groups.
The staff had placed several tables together in the rear of the dining area
for us and soon the boys were settling the debate over who would be sitting
where and by whom.

I wanted the little ones near me, but that wasn't about to happen.  The
older boys were already taking good care of their nephews and younger
brothers, so I had nothing to do but take care of myself and chat with
Brandon's parents.  The O'Haras commented about how delighted they were to
see the older boys helping out with the younger boys, especially when they
noticed Brandon was busy helping Jordan.  I told the O'Haras that the boys
were more protective of the little ones than I was, which caused
Mrs. O'Hara to chuckle and make a comment.

"I'm surprised Brandon is showing the patience and desire to be 'fatherly'
with them," she told me and I think she was referring to his orientation.
I believe she assumed that since he would never become a father, he would
never show any of those traits.

"Brenda, Brandon is very good with my munchkins and they love him just like
the others," I informed her.  I think both of Brandon's parents were even
more proud of him at that moment, although his mother was still a bit
confused.

We placed our orders, and before long the soups, salads and breads were
being delivered to the table.  Of course, those items disappeared in the
blink of an eye, during which time the boys also consumed half or more of
their drinks, as well.  That's when Mr. O'Hara asked me how I could afford
to feed this group.  I responded that, although they consumed a great deal
as a group, I was happy to see their healthy appetites, because the
opposite was too painful to behold.

Seeing his confused expression concerning my reply, I filled him in about
Cole and Graham's condition when they first arrived to join us, before
adding that I'd spend whatever it took to make sure that none of them ever
had to go through anything like that while they were in my care.  Even
though I hadn't intended for him to take it that way, Mr. O'Hara was now
embarrassed by his earlier comment.  I quickly told him that I had taken no
offense and knew he had meant none.  I just wanted him to understand why I
never tried to stifle the boys' robust eating habits, not that any of them
were in any way fat.  Carlos was a little stocky and Pat and Dustin
displayed solid, thick torsos, but other than that, the boys were all on
the slender side.  They more than burned off everything they consumed, so I
never worried about what they ate.

When the meal ended, Mr. & Mrs. O'Hara invited us over to their house, but
I graciously declined, letting them know that they needed this time alone
with Brandon.  They could show him around and spend some quality time
together and we would join them the following evening, if they still
wanted.  They thanked me for my foresight and understanding and told me
that they wouldn't take no for an answer tomorrow evening.  I agreed that
tomorrow would be fine and then informed the boys we would be heading over
to our hotel now.

Brandon quickly asked if Danny could come with him and I quietly asked him
if he didn't think he needed to spend THIS evening with just his parents.
Danny urged him to go ahead without him and said they would have a lot more
time together, but tonight he needed to spend some time alone with his
folks.  Reluctantly, Brandon agreed, and then he and his parents were on
their way to their new home.  It was then that I discovered that Mr. O'Hara
had somehow managed to pay our entire tab, without my even knowing it.  The
waitress said he had even included the tip, when I tried to slip her some
money.  I thanked her for a wonderful meal and fine service and then herded
the boys out to the van.

By the time we got to the hotel, checked in and got our room keys, I
noticed Danny and Brandon had been scheduled for the 'sex room' tonight.
Worried, I asked Danny if he wanted to switch nights with the next group
and he informed me it wouldn't be necessary.  He said that he and Brandon
would be spending the next night together at Brandon's house and he was
fine with it.  Then he thought for a minute and asked me if he could invite
Nick to join him tonight, instead.  I told him I wasn't sure about how Nick
would feel about the arrangement, even though I suspected I did, but I told
him he could discreetly discuss it with Nick and possibly drop some hints
to let him know what this would entail.  Soon I saw Danny and Nick walking
down the hall, with Danny's arm over Nick's shoulder, as Danny was feeling
out our newest member.  Before long, Nick came running back to me, all
excited.

"Would you mind if I sleep in with Danny tonight?" he asked me
breathlessly.  I believe I knew the cause of his euphoria.

"No, I wouldn't mind at all.  Are you sure you understand what Danny was
asking you?"  I tried to clarify.

"Yes, and I think it's great," he replied.  "I was so worried about you
guys finding out I was gay, because I thought you wouldn't want me with
you, once you did.  That's why I didn't tell you it was another reason why
I ran away from home.  My father is homophobic and hates queers."

"Well, that won't be a problem with us," I assured him.  "We are all very
open and accepting, so you won't find that a problem here.  You go have fun
with the other boys, but remember one thing.  No one forces anyone to do
anything they don't want to do.  If you don't want to do something, just
say 'no' and the other boys will do the same.  Do you understand?"

"Yeah, and that's not a problem either," he agreed.  "This is great.  I
never thought I'd ever be this lucky.  Thanks for saving me from getting
arrested and for taking me with you.  Oh, God, I'm sooooooo lucky," he
reiterated, as he walked away, which caused me to chuckle.  I had already
given Danny the room key, so I watched as he, Nick, Cole and Graham went to
their room.

Ricky and Jay quickly asked me if they could share a room with the four
little ones and I agreed.  I think the munchkins wanted this as much as the
older pair.  Trey and Dion quickly followed up with their request, asking
me if they could spend the night with me, in my room.  I had no problem
with that, which left Dustin, Kevin, Pat and Carlos in the final room.  I
handed the others their room keys and we all headed down the corridor.  The
boys were all fairly tired, so I didn't think many of them would be staying
up too late.

When we got to our room, Trey and Dion informed me they really wanted to
just spend time with me tonight.  They said they didn't care what we did,
but felt we hadn't been alone in a long time.  I thought about it and
realized they were right.  Even though it wasn't intentional on my part, we
hadn't been alone -- just the three of us, except for that one night.  I
apologized to them for this oversight and assured them that I'd be happy to
do whatever they wanted for the evening.

They quickly decided that after they showered we could just watch some TV
together.  I said that would be fine and they took off to clean up.  When
they had finished, they came out, nude of course, and sat on either side of
me on the sofa.  I handed Dion the remote and he found a movie on one of
the movie channels.  Now we settled in and both boys cuddled up against me,
so I wrapped my arms around their shoulders and we spent the rest of the
evening like that.

When we finally decided to go to sleep, the boys asked if they could sleep
with me too.  After questioning them briefly about it, I decided there was
no ulterior motive, other than their wanting to be close to me for the
night, so I soon found myself sandwiched between them on my bed.  I slept
very soundly that evening, as did they, although I had an unusual wake up
notice around 6:00, when Dion began jabbing me with his morning erection,
even though he didn't realize it.  Man, that kid is hung!  I wonder how
Trey puts up with that so well?



Castaway Hotel -- Grand Reopening -- Book 3 by BW
Copyright 2009 by billwstories
Chapter 12 -- More Than a Rookie.

Once they were in the 'sex room', Nick became the immediate aggressor.  The
boys had just finished taking their showers, when Nick made his first
offer.  "I'd be willing to suck all of you off, if you want."

Danny, Cole and Graham were somewhat surprised by his magnanimous
suggestion and thought he must have felt he had to do it to all of them,
just because he was the new kid.  Danny decided to try to set him straight.

"Nick, when I told you that we fooled around with each other, I didn't mean
you had to do all of us," he explained.  "We can just partner up and we'll
even let you choose who you want to be with."

"But you don't understand, Danny.  I want to do all of you," Nick
countered, surprising them yet again.  "I like sucking cock and I'd be
happy to do it for each of you."

"But I didn't think you had ever done this before," Graham added.

"Oh, I've done it a lot," Nick quickly clarified.  "I hung around with a
group of older guys, starting when I was about nine, and after about six
months of trying to get rid of me, they decided to try to scare me off.  We
started playing truth-or-dare and it began with simple things, like me
getting naked and running around the yard.  Then they started daring me to
touch their dicks.  Next, they dared me to jack them off.  Finally, they
dared me to suck on their pricks.  When I started doing it, I found out I
liked to do it a whole lot.  So I'd really like it if you let me do it to
each of you.  Okay?"

The three boys looked at each other and immediately could tell they were
all in agreement.  Cole took the initiative to answer for the group.  "If
you don't mind, the rest of us aren't going to argue about it.  You can
decide how and what order you want to do us in and we'll go along with
whatever you say."

"But can we watch while you do the other ones?" Graham asked, all excited.

"Sure, I don't mind, if the others don't," he responded.  "I doubt they're
shy, though, considering how you guys run around naked all the time and
knowing you do the same things to each other."

"It's okay if you want to watch, Graham," Danny answered his little
brother.  "I guess I'd wouldn't mind watching either."

"Thanks, Danny, because I really want to watch him suck that big wiener of
yours," Graham said with a sly grin on his face.

"Great," Nick almost shouted out.  "I'll do Danny first, then, so you can
watch me swallow his big monster, if that's what you want, Graham."

"Oh, yeah," Graham responded, eagerly.  "I really want to see that."

Without wasting any time, Nick led Danny over to the first bed and had him
lie down, before he got on the far side of him, so Graham and Cole would
have an unobstructed view of the action.  The two younger boys sat on the
edge of the other bed, leaning forward, transfixed by the scene that was
unfolding before them.

Nick started rubbing and licking Danny's flaccid schlong, trying to get it
to awaken and ready to play, and Danny made a mental note that he would
have to teach Nick about foreplay and the other types of fun they could
also have with each other.  As soon as Danny's totem pole was sticking out
from his body, Nick slipped his lips over the purplish helmet and slid down
his mast, until he had most of it in his throat.  They heard a small gasp
escape from Graham's throat, and then he gave a little giggle of delight,
as he watched the two older boys getting it on.  Now, their younger brother
was bouncing up and down on the bed, next to his biological brother, as
Nick bounced up and down on Danny's rigid member.

Danny could tell right away that Nick had not exaggerated about his
experience of giving blowjobs, since he was quite good and knew exactly
what to do to make it feel good for his partner.  Nick's lips and tongue
knew all the places to touch and stimulate, and he added enough suction to
draw Danny's eyes out of their sockets, figuratively speaking.  Danny was
really enjoying Nick's experienced attention and began to get into the
action as well, bucking his hips up and down to match Nick's efforts.

Cole and Graham were totally in awe of the scene before them and their
pricks were as stiff as boards from just watching the other two go at it.
The older boys had no idea how much effect they were having on the younger
pair, as they were absorbed in their own actions, but this union was
rapidly approaching its natural conclusion.  Danny's body was beginning to
tingle all over and a knot was beginning to form in his gut, letting him
know his juices were about to erupt and spew forth.

Nick was now moving at a frantic pace on Danny's shaft, greedily trying to
draw his reward from Danny's sexual spring, and it wasn't long before he
pulled Danny over the edge, as the older boy's penis exploded into Nick's
waiting mouth.  Rope after rope of thick teen semen shot from Danny's
dickhead into Nick's throat, before the thick cream slid into Nick's
stomach.  Danny was totally spent from the effort and his mind was totally
fogged from the experience, as Nick sucked the final drops from his cock,
which was rapidly becoming limp.

Graham was almost totally beside himself in delight, having witnessed this
spectacle, and quickly squealed out his approval.  "That was awesome.  Let
me see you do it to Cole now too," he continued.

"Give him a chance," Cole chided his brother.  "Let him have a minute or
two to rest first.  He worked awfully hard to get Danny to shoot his load
and probably needs a short break before he continues."

Nick looked up from the other bed and grinned at the pair.  "I just need a
minute," he said, looking directly at Graham.  "And I'll try not to take
too long," he added, giving Graham a wink.

The other two boys watched Danny while they were waiting, noting the serene
look on his face and realizing Danny had enjoyed this as much, if not more,
than they had enjoyed watching the show.  Soon the older pair had recovered
and Nick was having Danny and Cole switch places.  It was a good thing
there had been a brief intermission, as it gave Cole a chance to calm down
from the frenzied state he had been worked into, just watching the other
pair.  It had been almost the same as the feeding frenzy sharks get caught
up in, when the scent of blood is in the water, and Cole knew he would have
unloaded into Nick's mouth in no time at all because of how excited he had
been.  Now he was closer to a normal state of arousal and would last longer
than he would have just a few minutes earlier.

Nick was soon suctioning on Cole's cut dick, after he licked around the
entire exterior, and Cole was enjoying Nick's experienced technique.  Danny
was trying to make some mental notes of Nick's efforts, as he realized he
could improve his own skills for the next night with Brandon, if he was
observant.  Therefore, Danny's attention was now focused on Nick and Cole,
and Cole was bucking frantically, in an effort to match Nick's movements.
The two working together reminded Danny of a well-timed machine, like the
pistons racing in a car's engine block, which caused Danny to suspect it
would probably only take another minute or so, until Cole released his seed
and soared with the eagles.

Graham was bouncing up and down on the other bed again, totally enjoying
the sex show that was taking place in front of him, so Danny wrapped his
arms around his younger brother's shoulders, trying to calm him down a bit.
Danny almost expected to see Graham shooting his own load any second,
without anyone ever touching his still maturing meat and he didn't want
that to happen.  As he attempted to calm his brother, Danny's attention was
drawn back to the other bed, when he heard Cole moan.  Fortunately, he
moved his head quickly enough to see Cole's body stiffen and arch upward,
before it shuddered and released its milky contents into Nicky's greedy
orifice.  After his offering had been accepted and his juices stopped
flowing, Cole crashed back onto the bed and lay in a stupor, totally
exhausted from his sexual romp.

Graham was clapping his hands together in excitement, as he sat on the
other bed, and then squealed out his next request to their newest addition.
"Do me now, Nick.  Pleeeeeeeeze."

"Give him a few minutes to rest up, little bro," Danny advised him, hugging
the smaller boy into his own chest.  "He'll do you, but give him some time
to get over that one first."

Danny continued to hug the excited youngster, while trying to get him to
relax and unwind from this sexual stimulation, as he wanted Graham's time
to last when he, too, got his turn with Nick.  Graham did start to come
down from his aroused state and he and Danny watched as the other pair
recovered from their sexual workout.  Finally, Nick was ready to go again
and summoned Graham to the other bed.

"Come here, little guy, and I'll try to make you as excited as you were
from just watching the others."  Graham blushed slightly, but scooted over
quickly to the other bed for his turn.

"You know, I've never played with an uncut dick before," Nick said, as he
smiled at the boy below him.  "I'm looking forward to this almost as much
as you are."

He began by fingering the foreskin dangling from the end of Graham's now
soft cock and Graham began to 'coo' from the stimulation.  Nick pulled the
loose skin forward, stretched it apart, and then slid it back and forth to
see how it operated.  As Graham became hard from this attention, it soon
became difficult for Nick to investigate further.  Therefore, Nick drew the
extra skin back, exposing the little pink helmet, and bent forward and
started licking all around Graham's shiny glans.

Graham's eyes rolled back into his head, his mouth dropped open and his
breathing came in short, rapid pants as Nick explored the area with his
tongue.  Nick was having fun with this smaller version of boyhood and
reached down and pushed up Graham's scrotum and tiny nuggets, while opening
his mouth wide, so he could take all of Graham's boy parts into his mouth
at the same time.  Graham's whole body shivered as all of his external sex
organs were now in that warm, moist cave, being stimulated by a tongue that
never seemed to stop or slow down.  Graham was squirming around on the bed
now, totally excited by what was being done to him, and Nick continued like
that for a while longer, before he let the nut sac fall out of his mouth.
Now, he decided it was time to bring Graham off.

Nick's head began to bob up and down on Graham's smaller shaft, as he tried
to give his young friend the best blowjob he'd ever had.  He had been
appreciative of the younger boy's excitement and eagerness throughout the
whole evening and wanted this to be as good or better than Graham expected.
Now, the little fellow was moaning constantly, almost purring, as Nick
began to finish him off, by increasing his pace and adding a little more
suction.  Graham was soon ready to release his immature, watery seed into
Nick's waiting throat, so with just a few more nods of his head, Nick felt
Graham's penis swell and shoot its small liquid bullets into his mouth.  He
eagerly tasted and swallowed the ambrosia of youth and hungrily sucked as
much as he could get from that tiny hose.  Once there was no more to be
had, Nick released Graham's prick, but lay beside the boy as they both
recovered from the workout.

Danny watched, as the two boys slowly came back to the world around them,
and then he made his offer of assistance.  "It's my turn to do you now,
Nick.  You need to get off too.  Just move over and I'll help you out, the
same way you helped the rest of us."

Nick didn't protest and moved over to allow Danny to get on the bed beside
him.  Cole helped Graham move from one bed to the other, as Danny started
his informal instruction for Nick.  He didn't just go to work on Nick's
muscle, as Nick had done to them.  Instead, he moved beside the prone
figure and bent forward and began to kiss Nick on the lips.  This startled
Nick at first, but he soon gave in to the wonderful feelings and began to
kiss Danny back.  Danny had soon pried Nick's lips apart with his tongue
and now he was forcing his oral muscle into Nick's mouth.  It took Nick a
short time to catch on, but soon he was doing the same and their tongues
were jousting for position.  Danny let Nick's tongue enter his own mouth
and he began to suck on it when it did.  Nick was whimpering from this
action, finding out for the first time what a true male-to-male kiss could
be like.  They continued this passionate oral embrace for a little while
longer, before Danny broke their lip-lock and began to kiss Nick's face and
neck.

Danny continued to apply these sweet, gentle kisses all around Nick's head
and shoulders, before moving down to his chest, so he could work his way
down to Nick's tan nipple.  He flicked his tongue out at the nub, causing
it to become instantly erect, and then he began to suckle on that long
neglected piece of flesh.  Nick began to moan from this attention and was
beginning to understand there were other receptive parts of the body too,
besides the crotch.

Danny moved across and did the same thing to his other nipple, before he
began to slide down Nick's chest, until he reached his navel.  He let his
tongue dart in and out of that small depression, causing a new wave of
sounds to escape from Nick's throat.  Danny had intended to work his way
all the way down to Nick's toes, but now recognized Nick was highly aroused
already and probably wouldn't be able to hold out that long.  Danny decided
to save that lesson for another time and moved down and started to work on
Nick's ball bag and well proportioned circumcised cock.

Soon, Danny had the entire thing in his mouth and was working energetically
on his new partner's organ.  He tried to provide Nick with the same amount
of pleasure that Nick had given him, and within minutes, Nick was ready to
let his load burst forth.  With one final groan, Nick's geyser erupted,
sending waves of hot liquid across the lining of Danny's mouth and filling
him completely with the rich, creamy liquid produced by his loins.  Danny
swallowed the nectar, after savoring its sweet taste, and was soon drawing
the final drops from Nick's fountain of youth.  Crawling back up beside the
boy, Danny kissed him once again, sharing with him the sweet flavor of his
own juices.

Danny was satisfied he had also been able to teach Nick a little about the
additional nuances of a sexual encounter and was eager to see what things
Nick might do the next time they got together.  While he waited for Nick to
recover, Danny threw his arm across Nick's chest and pulled him tight.
They remained like that until Nick came out of his post-orgasmic daze.

When he did, Nick thanked Danny for the new and fascinating experience and
then surprised Danny once more.  "Danny, would you fuck me now?  I've
really only done that once and the guy's dick was so small that it was like
there was nothing in there.  I'd really be grateful if you'd do that for
me."

"Sure," was all that Danny could come up with, since he was stunned by this
unexpected request.  "Yeah, I'd be happy to do it for you," he added a
second or two later.

"Can we watch?" came the high-pitched request from the other bed.

"Of course," Nick responded quickly.  "I don't mind, if Danny doesn't."

"No, that will be fine," Danny added, knowing how important this obviously
was to Graham.

Danny went and got his tube of lubricant and Nick was already positioned on
the bed, his chest and head down and his ass sticking up into the air, when
Danny got back.  Danny smiled when he saw that cute pink rosebud staring at
him and quickly dabbed some gel on his fingers and began working Nick's
chute.  He slid the first finger in and Nick hardly flinched.  He worked it
in and out for a few seconds and then withdrew it, before inserting two the
next time.

Nick moaned a little this time, but did not protest at all and remained
very still, as Danny worked his fingers around in all directions.  When
Danny withdrew that pair of digits, Nick whined briefly, signifying he was
disappointed to have them leave, but was soon purring with delight again,
as Danny worked a trio of digits into his hungry hole.  Danny worked them
all around, twisting, turning and pumping them back and forth, until Danny
felt Nick was loose enough to accept his prize sausage.  Danny reached down
and greased up his own pole and then moved into position behind Nick for
entry.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Danny inquired.

"Oh, yeah.  I've been waiting for this for a long time," Nick informed him.
"Go ahead, I want that log of yours in me now."

Encouraged, Danny pressed his hips forward, until the head of his dick
pressed tightly against Nick's pucker, and then added even more pressure,
until it 'popped' past the resilient ring and began to enter his satiny
chute.  He checked with Nick, to make sure he was still all right, and then
pushed farther in, at Nick's insistence.  Soon, he was totally within
Nick's bowels, letting the teen adapt to being filled like that, before he
began to pump his life juices into him.

It wasn't long before Nick requested him to continue and Danny didn't waste
any time before he began pounding his turgid rod into the nearly virginal
opening.  He moved in slow, medium length thrusts, letting Nick know what a
good boy coupling was all about.  He continued to assault Nick's love
tunnel in this fashion, trying to get the correct angle, so he could hit
Nick's prostate with each forward thrust, until he was finally at that
point of no return.  Danny made his final, forceful lunge, sending
seemingly gallons of his thick boy cream into Nick's intestines, and then
the pair collapsed on the bed, spent from the effort.

Cole and Graham had been mesmerized by the spectacle.  It was the first
time they had witnessed any type of intercourse, so they were still trying
to imagine how Nick's butt had accepted Danny's massive penis.  It was
certainly the biggest they had ever seen, well almost.  Dion's rod might
have been longer, but it also wasn't as thick, so they felt Danny's had to
be harder to take.  They certainly had expected it to hurt Nick, but
instead, he seemed to enjoy the activity as much as Danny had.

Cole and Graham let the other two boys recover for a few minutes, before
they went over and lay down beside them, giving them enthusiastic hugs in
appreciation of the wonderful evening they had shared.  That's the way the
four of them fell asleep and how I discovered them the next morning, when I
went in to wake them.  That was because someone had accidentally jarred the
telephone receiver from the cradle during the night and I couldn't call
through to their room, so I had to go down to the main desk and get a spare
key card, to make sure they were all right.


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