Date: Tue, 2 Aug 2005 20:07:21 -0700
From: Jason Newbell <jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Danny & Michael, Roadtrip: Part IV

Here is the fourth of nine parts. I hope you are enjoying the story so far,
and remember, I will be writing a third story (less "kinky" than this one),
taking place between the first two, so send in your ideas because I'm
letting the readers shape this next one.

This story contains sexual acts between minor boys. If you do not wish to
view, are not of proper age, or it is illegal in you area of jurisdiction,
please leave now. If not enjoy!

I should mention that this is an original work by myself and you CANNOT
copy or use any part of this story without my permission.

Please send your comments to: jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com. I love to hear
ideas/suggestions/reactions.


Chapter Four: Sam and Corey, Part I


I awoke to find Michael's head right next to mine, his eyes closed while
angelically breathing. I stayed still, not wanting to disturb anything, our
warm bodies pressed together in the sleeping bag. I could hear my parents
rustling around in the RV, so we'd have to get up soon and have
breakfast. I reached my hands out from under the sleeping bag and gently
stroked his soft hair. His eyes slowly opened.

"Good morning," I said. "We should get dressed and go in before my parents
come and check on us."

A sleepy Michael moaned and then had a concerned look while he searched the
bottom of the sleeping bag for his boxers. He found them and we both put
them on, along with a tee-shirt, before climbing out of the tent and
walking towards the RV.

"Hey boys," my dad said. "That boy ever stop by last night?"

"Nope," Michael said sadly.

"Did he have black hair and light skin?" my mom asked. From there we
discovered about him coming, but leaving. Breakfast was just cereal and
donuts, but it was good enough. Michael and I were both still pretty tired,
and ready to get on the road and to Los Angeles.

"It's going to be a long drive today boys," my dad warned us. "Maybe eight
hours or so, that's why it's important we get on the road as soon as
possible."

"Whatever," I said, "we'll probably just nap."

After taking down the tent and packing it up, we were ready to go. I
thought about trying to find Jake and saying bye, but it was such a huge
campground and I didn't know what space he was in. We rolled out of site
56A at almost exactly 9 a.m. and headed south, taking a highway east to
hook onto I-5. Soon we were rolling quickly toward Los Angeles. Michael and
I went to our respective bunks and slept a majority of the way. We need to
save energy for tonight... whether it be alone or with somebody else.

We arrived in Los Angeles (well, Anaheim actually), at about 5:30 pm. We
were all starved because lunch only consisted of sandwiches out of the
cooler, so we went out to eat at a restaurant only a few blocks away from
the hotel. In fact, we could see the Matterhorn mountain in Disneyland from
our hotel. Michael and I couldn't wait, chatting non-stop about prior
experiences there through dinner. While my parents were reviewing the
check, I noticed Michael had a boner; a definite shaft ran down his left
pant leg. I reached over and casually ran my finger down it.

"Tell it to wait until later tonight," I whispered in his ear.

"I'll try," Michael said, grinning slyly.

We returned to the hotel just after seven. It was still bright and warm
outside, a perfect time to head to the pool.

"Can we go swimming?" I asked eagerly.

"Sure, just make sure there's another adult there," my mom said. "I think I
saw the pool when we came back, it was pretty busy."

"Thanks!" Michael and I chanted, racing toward our suitcases. My mom went
into their bedroom with my dad, and Michael and I stripped naked and
changed. We both eagerly looked at each other, but knew we couldn't get
horny before even getting in the pool. Our hotel room consisted of a
bedroom, where my parents would sleep, a bathroom, and a living room,
complete with fold-out couch and TV.

"Hopefully the couch doesn't creak or anything," Michael said concerned.

I looked at him confused.

"For tonight," he said.

"Ohhhh," I laughed. "Yeah, hopefully not."

Michael and I grabbed our towels and shouted, "Be back later," before
racing out the door. Down to the pool we went, which had about fifteen kids
playing in it. There were a good number adults supervising, but only one
swimming.

"Well, what's our plan?" Michael asked, surveying the kids.

"Let's go in the hot tub and scope it out," I suggested, pointing toward
the empty pool of water. The adults would probably invade it around nine
o'clock.

Michael and I headed toward the hot tub and turned the bubbles on
lightly. Luckily there were two jets right next to each other facing the
pool, so Michael and I were able to latch to them and be close together. We
didn't want to blow our load, only stimulate it, so we were careful about
overusing the jet. A cool breeze kept the scouting location from being too
hot.

"He's cute," Michael said, pointing to a blonde haired kid.

"Yeah," I replied, "but he only looks about nine or something."

"Guess you're right. We should shoot for our own age."

"What about that one?" I asked Michael, pointing to a handsome brown haired
boy.

"Seems pretty involved playing with his sister, probably would be barking
up the wrong tree."

Just then, a boy approached us and slipped into the hot tub. We turned to
face him. He looked about twelve or so, brown hair and brown eyes, with a
little chub on him. Michael and I both peeled ourselves from the jets
casually and faced him.

"Knocking your rocks off eh?" the kid asked.

"Yeah," Michael grinned. "Who doesn't?"

"Nobody," the boy laughed. "The jets are nice once in a while, but nothing
beats a good old wanking."

"A blowjob does," Michael retorted with a huge smile on his face.

"Oh yeah," the boy laughed, "I guess it does."

"You ever had one?" Michael asked curiously. I was just sitting there
listening intently to Michael work.

"No," the boy hesitated.

"I have... lots of times," Michael said plainly. "They are awesome."

"Well, I guess I have a couple of times," the kid admitted.

"Who gave it to you?" Michael grilled.

"Uhh, nobody really," the kid said, seemingly embarrassed.

"Will you tell me if I tell you who give me mine?" Michael asked.

"I guess," he said.

Michael slapped his arm around me.

"My boy Danny here!" Michael exclaimed. I smiled at him and said `hey.'

"So who gave you yours?" Michael continued.

"Well, it was my brother," he said, not making eye contact with us.

"Is he here?" I asked, finally getting into the action.

"Yeah," the boy said pointing at a lounge chair.

"Do you guys fool around often?" I asked.

"Somewhat. He caught me jacking off one time and was interested, so now we
mostly just whack each other off cause it feels better when someone else
does it."

"Danny and me fool around just about every chance we get," Michael
said. "So what's your name?"

"Sam," he said. "My brother's name is Corey, he's ten, I'm fourteen."

"You're fourteen?" Michael asked, surprised.

"Yeah, I'm a late bloomer," Sam grinned. "How old are you guys?"

"Both twelve," I said. "He's Michael, I'm Danny."

"Cool. How long you guys gonna be here?" asked Sam, his deep brown eyes
were hypnotizing.

"Two nights," Michael said.

"Sweet, me too!" Sam exclaimed. "Well, actually, I was here last night
too. We went to Disneyland yesterday and are going tomorrow, then Universal
the day after that."

"Get out," Michael said. "We're on the same schedule. Maybe we can go
together."

"Sweet," Sam grinned. "Come meet my brother."

We got out of the hot tub and met his brother. He was equally as cute,
brown hair, brown eyes; a replica of Sam except skinnier and younger. When
he stood up though he was only a few inches shorter than Sam, who was about
my height.

"Danny and I were planning to do some stuff later on, you want to join us?"
Michael asked.

"What kind of stuff?" Sam asked. I think he knew.

"Finish what we didn't in the hot tub," Michael said. It didn't seem too
weird that asked Sam this, we had bonded and he seemed pretty open.

"Yeah, lemme ask my brother," Sam said, turning to find his brother had
jumped into the pool. Michael and I looked at each other and our eyes lit
up. Could it be? Sam pulled his brother to the side and whispered some
stuff in his ear, and he brother shook his head eagerly. Sam walked back
toward us.

"Well my brother and I have our own room, since my mom and dad like their
privacy, you know, hubba hubba," Sam said, "and I asked my brother and he
doesn't mind you guys coming over later. I mentioned jacking off and he
seemed eager, so it's cool."

"Sweet," Michael said. "We'll be over around nine or so? Anything we should
bring?"

"Yeah, nine is good," Sam said. "Just whatever you guys need, we have
lotion and stuff."

Oh my, this kid knew his lubricants.

"Alright," Michael said. "We'll go convince Danny's parents then be there
around nine."

"Sounds good. We're room 242."

With that, Michael and I were off, elated and on top of the world.

"Dude, how did you do that?!?" I exclaimed.

"What can I say?" Michael grinned. "I'm good."

"Damn straight you are," I said, slapping him on his nicely formed
ass. Into the hotel room we went.

"Now step back and watch me work my thing," I said, walking to my mom and
dad in their room.

"How was the pool?" my dad asked, brushing his teeth.

"Good," I said. "We met a really cool kid, and he and his brother have
their own room."

"Lucky them," my mom commented.

"Anyways, they invited us over at nine to watch some movies they have. Can
we go?"

"Sure," my mom said, looking at my dad to verify. "Just be home by eleven,
we need to get moving early again tomorrow."

"Eleven?!?" I whined.

"Yup, no later," my mom said. "What room are they just in case?"

"Two forty two," Michael blurted. I smiled at him, punching him lightly in
the shoulder.

"Okay, well you boys have a good time," my mom said.

We looked at the clock, it was eight thirty. We would only have two hours
if we went at nine.

"Should we just go over early?" I asked. "Would he care?"

"Probably not. He's most likely anxious like us."

We walked down the hall to room 242 and knocked lightly. A woman opened the
door.

"Oh hey guys," she said warmly. "You must be the friends they are talking
about. Have a good time, just be quiet."

"Thanks!" we said as she left.

Sam approached the door. "You guys are early."

"Yeah, we only have to eleven," Michael said. I could tell he had a whole
lot of things that he wanted to do in his mind.

"Damn," Sam said, opening the door. Corey was sitting on the bed. The room
was a basic, small one with only a queen bed, TV, chair, and bathroom. We
entered and joined Corey on the bed.

"Sooooo," Sam said, an awkward silence ensuing.

"Well, I'm gonna bust the ice," Michael said, peeling off his clothes, and
finally his boxers. Out flopped his cock, erect and ready for action. We
all kind of just stared.

"Somebody join me!" Michael pleaded. I complied, taking off my clothes and
allowing my boner to flop out. Now it was their turn.

"Nice cocks guys," Sam said, looking eagerly at them. "Mine is about the
same, and I'm fourteen."

Slowly he slid off his clothes, coming down to his boxers. I couldn't wait
to see what rested under that plaid cloth, and slowly they came off. Out
popped his dick, only about four inches long, cut, and pretty fat. It was
the same length as Michael's but wider. His patch of pubic hair was
slightly larger than Michael's, and his balls also comparable in size.

"Damn," Michael said, eyes riveted to his penis. "Nice package."

We all turned to Corey, and I think he was slightly embarrassed being the
youngest.

"It's okay," I said. "Our friend Marcus is young like you, it's nothing to
be ashamed of."

He smiled timidly and slipped his clothes off. Out popped his dick, soft
and cut, about a half inch long, pressed tight to his body along with his
balls. He was smooth and hairless all over. Both these kids were hot, and
both of them would provide something different.

"Looks just like I did at that age," Sam said, a grin on his face.

Corey smiled, reassured by his brother's comments.

"So just want to jack off first? Or blowjobs?" Michael asked outright.

Sam rolled his erect cock around and around. He was getting hornier by the
minute.

"Let's try blowjobs, I've never really had a full one," he said.

"Alright, Michael, you get Sam, I'll get Corey. Let's treat them first
since they invited us in," I suggested.

We instructed Sam and Corey to lie down on the bed, and they obliged. There
they were, side by side, Michael and I hovering over them.

"Ready?" Michael asked.

"Yup," Sam said, closing his eyes.

"Mmm hmm," Corey hummed.

Down Michael went, taking Sam's cock in his mouth.

"Damn it's big," he mumbled with it halfway down his throat. I turned
toward Corey, who looked scared.

"Ever had this before?" I asked.

"Yeah my brother did it before," he said. "It's just weird doing this with
someone else."

"If you don't want to—"

"No, I do," he said. "Go ahead."

I lowered my head to his crotch. It was beautifully formed, and smaller in
comparison to Marcus. I gave his penis a quick few strokes and it was soon
fully erect. His head wasn't much of a different color as the rest of his
shaft; I guess that came with maturity. I took my first stroke and he
jumped high into the air.

"You okay?" I laughed.

"Yeah, sorry," he grinned.

I went back down, and he shivered a couple more times when I stroked until
he got used to it. Pretty soon I was going at a good speed, and I looked
toward Michael. He had a rhythm going as well, his eyes closed,
concentrating on giving Sam the best he could. With his other hand, he
played with Sam's balls, much like he did with me. I reached and grabbed
Corey's balls and added those into the mix. He adjusted himself so they
hung more freely and I could get to them easier. Damn, they were smooth. I
forgot how smooth everything was at that age, it felt like silk. I
continued to suck, Corey now closing his eyes and biting his lip. Sam had
his mouth wide open and was moaning softly. I think we was about to blow,
because Michael was moving more rapidly on him. Within a few seconds, I
could see Sam convulse and burst into Michael's mouth. He screamed loudly,
in obvious ecstasy. He had five violent thrusts and then numerous shivers
after that. Michael slowly retracted his mouth, licking around his lips.

"Damn Sam," he remarked, "I almost chocked on all that cum. That was like
eight huge shots."

"That's the biggest orgasm I've ever had," Sam sighed.

"Glad I was there to give it to you," Michael said, turning his attention
towards me. "How's it going?"

"Almost," I said. I continued to pump and I could feel Corey start to seize
up. He moaned and then BAM, he jumped into the air time and time again, his
dry orgasm going off in my mouth. After about twenty seconds, he was done,
and I let his rapidly shrinking cock out of my mouth. It receded back
towards his body and he slowly raised his head.

"That was awesome," Corey remarked, gazing at his crotch in amazement.

"Before when we did blow jobs, we didn't go all the way," Sam
explained. "This is the first time we've actually came in somebody's
mouth."

"Ah," I said. "Well..."

"Your guys turn," Sam said. "Lay down."

I turned to Michael while lying down and asked him how it was.

"His cock is huge, but it tastes soooo good, and his cum is really thick
and there's so freaking much of it, its unbelievable," Michael replied,
almost in awe.

"I guess that's because he's fourteen eh?" I said, laying down and
spreading my legs a little.

"Should be just stick with the same partners?" asked Sam, scratching his
pubic hair.

"Sure," Michael said, "and then tomorrow we'll just trade partners."

"Sounds good," Sam said, getting ready to suck. It was also casually
established that we'd be doing this again tomorrow. Michael was going to
get major props in bed tonight.

"Have you ever sucked before?" I asked Corey, as Sam started down on
Michael's cock.

"Yeah, my brother," Corey replied in his soft, boyish voice.

"Guess you can handle my size of dick," I said, laying back. I shut my eyes
and within a few seconds, Corey was sucking my cock. I could feel the
warmth and wetness of his small mouth, as he was able to only get the first
two inches into his mouth.

"It's okay," I said. "Just work the head, that's the part that matters."

Up and down he went, doing his best to get his teeth out of the way. I had
to admit, for only ten years old and hardly any prior experience, he doing
pretty good. Not at the level of Michael, but he certainly got the job
done. He seemed to understand that the head was the most sensitive part,
and he worked it lightly, making sure I didn't cum too soon. He let go of
my cock and started to suck my balls one by one, rolling them around in his
mouth and sucking on them. It felt great, and I was enjoying every minute
of it. He moved back to my cock as I heard Michael scream and moan as he
blew his load. Corey continued to work my head, and it was nearing
ejaculation.

"Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I managed to get out. "Or tell you
when I'm gonna blow?"

"Tell me," Corey said, "but I'll keep sucking. I just don't want it to go
down my lungs or something."

"Aight," I said, preparing to burst. It was only a matter of seconds. His
tongue swirled around and around my head, massaging and stimulating
it. Finally, it had had enough, and I could feel my orgasm well up deep in
my testicles.

"I'm commmmming" I yelled, and started to thrust into his mouth. I think I
counted four shots of liquid, and numerous other shivers and tremors. I
fell back against the bed, relaxed and completely content. Corey got up and
headed towards the bathroom.

"Did I do something?" I asked, sitting up and slightly concerned.

"Naw," Sam replied. "He doesn't like the taste."

"Oh," I said, relieved. Corey came back into the room, flashing me a quick
grin as he sat down.

"Thanks Corey," I said, patting him on the shoulder.

"No problem," he said. "You only have a few hairs, when I suck my brother
it always tickles me."

"Yeah, you get used to it and start to like it," I said, smiling at
Michael. "How was yours Michael?"

"Good," he said. "Sam here is quite good at the fine art of blow jobs."

We all laughed. I looked at the clock.

"It's almost ten, we have time for something else," I commented.

"You guys ever fuck?" Michael inquired.

"Up the butt?" Sam responded.

"Yeah."

"Uh, no," came an unsure response.

"Know what it is?"

"Yeah, I've thought about it before."

"Want to?"

"I don't know... maybe."

"Me and Danny do it all the time," Michael said, trying to convince
him. "It's even way better than blowjobs. The people who got blown first
can go first since they're ready to blow their load again."

Sam's dick started to rise, and I could tell he was curious. By this time,
Michael already had a full blown boner again.

Sam turned towards Corey, "You want to try it?"

"Stick our dicks up each other's butts?" Corey said, slightly
confused. "Whatever, you decide Sam."

"It's so great, I'm not kidding," Michael said. "It sounds weird at first,
I know it was when Danny and I started, but it's really the best you'll
ever feel."

"Alright, let's do it," Sam said, now fully erect. "To tell you the truth,
I've wanted to do this before but never got the balls to ask."

"Sweet," Michael grinned. "You fuck me first, and I guess Corey will fuck
Danny."

I looked at Corey. "Ready?"

"I don't know what to do," he said.

"Let's watch your brother and Michael start doing it so you can catch on,"
I suggested, as we turned toward them. Sam had run to the bathroom to get
the lotion sample while Michael lay down on his back and brought his legs
to his chest.  Sam returned with the lotion bottle, and Corey looked at me
confused.

"You have to grease up their butthole and your dick so it slides in and out
easier," I explained. "It doesn't work too well without it."

"Oh," Corey said, intent on the bottle of lotion. Sam opened it up and
poured some onto his hand, and spread it all around his cute erect
cock. Next he dabbed some on his finger and slowly spread it around
Michael's butthole. He didn't elongate the process or massage Michael's
crack in the process like I would, but he got the job done well enough.

"Ready?" he asked Michael, giggling a little.

"Go," Michael said, closing his eyes and waiting to be fucked.

In slipped Sam's cock and I could see his body jump with pleasure.

"Damn," Michael groaned. "Your cock is huge."

It was by far the widest cock he had yet to have in his ass, and probably
the longest as well. Michael grimaced a little bit and I knew it would take
his ass a minute or two to adjust to a dick the size of Sam's. Sam
meanwhile was pumping in and out like a demon, moaning softly, his hips
thrusting into the hot, young body of Michael.

"Got it?" I asked, turning toward Corey.

"I think so," he said. "Go ahead and lie down."

I obliged, spreading my legs and revealing my clean asshole to Corey. He
looked at it for a minute, then grabbed the bottle of lotion and lathered
up his small cock, now fully erect. I then felt his little finger swirl
lightly around my hole, lubricating it as well.

"Can I go in?" Corey asked.

"Of course," I said, keeping my eyes open. I wanted to see his reaction.

In went his dick with no resistance. It was much smaller than Marcus', so
it was no trouble at all going in. His face lit up and he closed his
eyes. I could tell he was enjoying the feeling. After twenty seconds or so
of just sitting there, he began to pump. In and out he went, his dick not
long enough to graze my prostrate, but still able to send waves of pleasure
down me. I moaned a little to let him know he was doing a good job. His
well formed little body went up and down on top of me, his dime sized
nipples becoming erect. I reached down and grabbed his ass, which was nice
and tight, and help him thrust himself into me. It wouldn't be long, I
could tell.

"Fuuuuuuuckkkkk," Sam half-moaned, half-screamed as he came into Michael. I
looked over at him, still going in and out of Michael, who was groaning
loudly. Pretty soon they came to a stop and I could feel Corey's dick
slightly expand in my butt as he was ready to blow. I gave his hips an
extra shove and BAM, he exploded into me full force. Up and down he went,
his cock sliding rapidly up and down my bowels as he had his orgasm. Slowly
he came to a stop and I could feel his dick soften inside of me before my
bowels forced him out. Corey's fuck was a different one, not quite as
pleasurable for me since he was so young, but still great in its own
regard. He fell back against the bed and took deep breaths. Both Michael
and I sat up, looking at each other smiling. Sam and Corey both rose, and
looked at us.

"That was fucking awesome," Sam said, in a near state of disbelief. "That
felt great!"

"How about you Corey?" I asked.

"It was good," he said.

Sam looked down at his dick, which had a few streaks of poop towards the
top.

"Ewwwww," he said. "Better wash it off."

"Yeah," Michael said, "It's no biggie really."

Corey's cock didn't have any poop on it, but he decided to go to the
bathroom and wash it off anyways. I turned towards Michael.

"How was it?" I asked him.

"Unbelievable," Michael said. "At first it hurt a little because his cock
is so big, but then it turned into the most intense feeling... it was
hitting every pleasure spot in my butt I swear."

"Corey was good too," I said, "but nothing like a bigger cock. I can't wait
for my turn though, he will be really tight."

"Don't stretch it out too much," Michael said jokingly. "It's gotta be
tight for me tomorrow."

Sam and Corey came back in, freshly washed.

"Alright guys, our turn," Michael grinned. They lay down on the bed and
assumed the same positions we had.

"You can go first," I said, handing the bottle of lotion to Michael. He
thanked me and then started to lube up. I looked longingly at his dick,
wanting ever so much to pleasure it and swallow his juices. I'm sure I'd
get plenty more of that on this trip though, and we had a wonderful
opportunity with two boys right now.

Once Michael's dick was greased up, he lathered up Sam's hole, giving it
his usual massage treatment. Sam moaned in delight.

"That feels good," he whined softly.

Michael stopped massaging and moved into place.

"Pull your legs back farther," Michael instructed, and Sam obliged. I could
see his boyrose literally open up and he moved his legs toward his
chest. Michael moved his dick to the lips of Sam's ass and pushed in. In
his dick went, smoothly and quickly. I could see Sam tense up but relax
quickly and start to adjust.

"Ever been fucked before?" Michael asked, slowly pumping in and out.

"No," Sam managed to reply. "I've put pens and... ohh... stuff up there
before, nothing this big though. Feels good in a way."

With that I turned to Corey, who was looking slightly worrisome at my erect
dick.

"It's huge," he said.

"Yeah," I replied, trying to reassure him, "but I'll stretch your butthole
out before I go in. My friend Marcus is about your size and it felt weird
at first for him, but now he loves it."

"Really?" Corey asked, eyes lighting up.

"Yup," I said. "Lay down like your brother is."

Corey obliged, laying down on his back and bringing his legs to his
chest. Up opened his boyrose, clean and tight. It didn't differentiate in
color like Michael's did, and I could tell it was much, much tighter. Even
tighter than Marcus was at first. I lubed up my finger with the lotion.

"I'm gonna stretch it out a little now, just like you stretch before
playing sports," I explained. Corey nodded, and that was my go ahead to
enter.  My index finger slipped in, and by the resistance and pressure that
was applied to it once in, I knew it would be one hell of a tight
asshole. My job was to not only working it so my cock would actually fit,
but make it less painful on his side. With the moans and sighs of Michael
and Sam in the background, I started to swirl my finger around. His bowels
were smooth and clean. I located his prostrate and gave it a few rubs. He
jumped a little and moaned, hopefully aware of the pleasure that could
ensue. After a minute or two, I managed to ram another finger in. Now
things were really tight and I could see his hole strain. I moved in
circles, massaging it outward, trying my best to loosen things up. After
and minute or two of that, with Corey's boner jumping at times in delight,
I retracted my finger. Corey's hole quickly shut, and I wanted so much to
stick my nose down there and take a whiff. I knew I couldn't though, that
might scare the kid a little; having a twelve year old boy whiff his
butthole. Then again he was letting me fuck him. I lathered up my cock,
making sure it was extra lubricated. Corey raised his head, looking at me
intently whilst doing this, much like he had done at the beginning of his
blow job.

"Okay, ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Press out like you're taking a crap," I instructed. "That will help my
dick slip in easier. It might hurt at first, but you'll get used to it
pretty quick and it will feel good."

I saw his little wrinkled hole move and I knew he was ready. I pushed his
legs extra far back and leaned my cock into his hole. It didn't want to go
in, bending but not penetrating.

"Push out harder," I told him, and then my cock popped into his ass. Not a
smooth slip like Michael's butt, but more like I broke the seal. His ass
was unbelievably tight, and his insides so warm and smooth. I could see him
grimace in pain and he yelped slightly.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said, "it just hurts a little."

"Tell me at any time if you want me to stop. I'm going to just sit and let
it stretch for a second," I said, remaining with my cock fully in his
ass. Once he was stretched out a little bit, I would pump. I looked over at
Michael inside of Sam, about to cum. Michael moaned loudly and then burst,
letting out an `ahhhh' as he did so. Bam, bam, bam, bam, Michael's pelvis
slammed time and time again against Sam's behind. He stopped and then
slowly retracted, his dick covered in poop and some cum that had leaked out
after the main explosion. Looks like Sam's bowels weren't nearly as clean
at the moment. I've been in Michael before when he's like that, and it's
gross at first but you just wash up and everything is fine.

I looked at Corey, now seemingly in no pain, and he nodded at me. I slowly
pulled out then pushed back in. Corey's face grimaced a little, but he was
almost used to my cock. I started to pump slowly, and I could tell it
wouldn't be long. Watching Michael explode into Sam and being in the
tightest asshole ever would tend to do that. I started to pick up the pace,
Corey now lying with his head back and mouth open. I think he was finally
starting to get the real enjoyment out of it. I pumped harder and harder,
my balls slapping against his butt every pump. I now had an audience of
Michael and Sam. That just about did it for me, as I could feel the
pleasure well up in my testicles. I exploded, shot after shot, counting
five in all, a new personal record if it was true. Slowly I came to a halt
and removed my cock. It slipped out quickly and Corey's hole closed up, red
and angry much like Marcus' had been. He dropped his legs to the bed and
sat up.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Hurt at first," he said, "then started to feel pretty good. Almost felt
like your dick was poking my stomach or something. Still hurt a little, but
it felt good."

"Yeah," I said, "it was like that at first for me. You have one nice
asshole."

"Thanks," he said, blushing.

"Does your ass feel weird?" Sam chimed in, asking his brother.

"Yeah, like I took a huge shit," Corey replied.

"Me too," Sam grinned.

Michael's cock was still covered in poo, he didn't care too much about
that. I looked at the clock, it was nearly eleven.

"Well, we should be going," I said, motioning towards the clock.

"Awwww," Sam said. "You want to try and meet up at Disneyland tomorrow?"

"Sure, where at?" I asked.

"Matterhorn at ten?"

"You got yourselves a date," I replied. Michael and I put on our clothes
and headed for the door. Sam and Corey followed us there, buck naked, Sam
with a boner.

"See ya," they said, and Michael and I waved. We walked in silence back to
our room and closed the door. Michael headed towards the bathroom to wash
off and I followed him. We both washed off our respective cocks, no need to
gently wash each others, it was late and we weren't horny. Once clean we
dried off and exited the bathroom, not putting our clothes back on. My
parents' door was closed and they were fast asleep. We pulled out the sofa
bed and put our boxers at the bottom under the sheets for tomorrow
morning. We crawled into the bed, facing each other. I leaned over and
kissed Michael on the lips.

"Thanks for the great evening," I said. "That's three boys in three nights
you've managed to get naked for us."

Michael laughed.

"Sam and Corey are really nice and adventuresome too," he said.

"I agree. Corey had the tightest ass ever, it was quite the fuck."

"Yeah, Sam's ass was nice, a lot like yours; kind of tight, but really
pleasurable."

"How was his load?" I asked.

"Hot, thick, delicious, and lots of it," Michael replied. He had a certain
way of putting things.

"Well, hopefully we can do likewise tomorrow," I said, scooting towards
Michael and pressing my crotch and body against his. We ground against one
another for a while, working up boners, but fell asleep. It was a great way
to cap an unforgettable night.


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