Date: Mon, 1 Dec 2003 14:35:43 -0800 (PST)
From: tommy freeman <tommyfreeman19872000@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Thanksgiving Vacation (part 2)

I have to tell you that I thought that a lot more of your pervs out there
would have written to me than did.  The ones that did wanted more.  I mean
they wanted details like how long and how much cum and everything.  I am
writing this for them and since I was told I should -- anyone who is not
supposed to read this or write this isn't or don't or whatever.  Get out of
here otherwise read on...

After I posted my story to Nifty, I was tired.  No one but Randall and I
had gotten up, so I told him to come with me back to bed.  He was all over
me.  He said that he was warming me up.  I know one thing that kid had
roaming hand and a tongue to go with it.  He was giving me a bath with his
tongue all the time under the covers.  I could not figure out how he was
breathing under there.  I lifted the covers and watched as he sucked on my
rampaging cock.  I am so glad that I found out that you would not seriously
hurt yourself by getting off more than once a day.  Shit.  Oh, that is
something else I found out, I am allowed to cuss when writing because no
one ever checks it.  Back to what was happening.  Randall was all over me
like I said and then he sucked my cock.  I did not want to cum right then,
so I pulled him back up to me.  He lay on my chest panting from his orgasm.
I held him close to me.

"Tommy," he whispered.

"What?  Why you whispering?'

"I just am because what I have to say I am serious about.
I... I...er... Tommy..."

"Yeah.  what is it, Randall?"  The kid was starting to creep me out.

"Can we be boyfriends?"

"Sure." I replied very nonchalantly.

"I mean for real.  I am pretty sure that I have fallen in love with you.  I
am serious.  Be serious with me.  How do you feel?"

"Well," I paused trying to get my thought together.  A day ago I would not
have even considered this a question mustless would I be looking for an
answer.  I would have just told him that I did not play in the band or
something else equally as filipant.  This was different.  I did feel
something for him.  He had been so sweet to me.  He paid me all the
attention. Even when Tom and Willie both wanted him, he stuck with me.  I
was even avoiding him while getting it on with Derrick and he did not say a
word but was right in there for whatever he could get.  Boyfrinds?

"Randall, are you sure this is what you want?  I mean I am older (not much
but older) and my cock is as big as it will ever be.  You saw my father.
His cock never passed six inches either.  And ... and ... what about Tom?"

There I had brought out in the open what was really bothering me about all
this.  I was pissed at Tom for not telling me anything.  I was pissed that
he did not tell anyone that I was not a prude.  He could have at least told
Willie.  But-- we were and had always been best friends.  He was the one
that I did do something with first.  I know, but I have just always loved
him.  He is so dumb and everything, but I do love him.  Sex. So so.
Nothing like my boy, Randall.  Randall was a prize.  I would be a fool not
to have him for a boyfriend.

"I have already thought about Tom.  The twins have decided that they need
to expand their horizons.  One is going to take Tom for a boyfriend and the
other gets Willie."

"What if I want Willie?" I laughed and started tickling him.  " Why can't I
have a twin or two?  Why do I have to have a Randall boyfriend?"

He was giggling like a little girl. Squirming and trying to get aways from
my tickling fingers, he kept rubbing his body agains my stiff cock.  I was
leaking precum every where.  His legs and his flat stomach was coverd with
slime.  I lay back, and he cradled his head in the shallow between my arm
and shoulder.

"You can't have them because, you are mine.  I claim you.  I won't let you
go. Now or forever."

It was getting pretty serious.  I had just found out that other people were
in to male sex and already I had a young boyfriend.  Not too bad, but I
wanted more of all of it and with as many dudes as possible.  Randal and I
discussed it all.  Then Randall brought up the problem. I mean he is a
really intellectual guy with a good head on his shoulder.

"Since it was just the few of us last night, I had no problems with having
unprotected sex. The only person that I was worried about was Derrick.  I
figure that you father is only doing it your mother and Tom an Willie.
Your father does not appear to have time to be doing other guys."

"Wait.  That is not what is wrong with this picture.  It is not my father
that might screw around but my mother.  Did you notice how much alike
Willie and Derrick are?  They even have the same birthmark on the tips of
their dicks.  My mom screwed around on my father because he was not giving
her enough cock.  That is why he has to fix the commode so often.  She
needs screwing everyday and night," I told Randall what I figured out.

"You mean Derrick and Willie are half brothers?  That is way cool."

"I know that Derrick screws around with lots of other boys.  We have to be
more careful than we were yesterday.  I don't want to die from fucking."

"Nah.  Me either," Randall raised up in the bed so that he could look out
the window.  "Look out.  It is snowing so hard that I cannot see your
house."

Sure enough the snow was so dense it was a white out.  You could not see
across the yard to my house.  I wondered if any of the others were up.
"Hey, I am hungry."

"Me, too," Randall said jumping out of bed and scambling through his closet
for sweats.  "Here," he said throwing me a pair of nice woolen socks.  "
Those are the greatest socks ever."

Luckily, I had stuffed my sweats in the bag yesterday. I pulled the socks
on.  My cock was still hard and poking at the material of the sweats.  So
was Randall.  I always notices how sweats showed off a man's cock when he
was running or even just walking.  Maybe I am gay.  I know I want to have
sex with Derrick again.  Maybe Randall and I should talk about that before
we decide to be boyfriends.

We slid down the hardwood floored hallway. It was fun.  Stopping at the
twin's room, we opened the door and there was a twin getting fucked in each
bed.  I am not sure which was which since I could not see the way their
dicks pointed or is there were a mole on his cheek.  I might have been able
to tell if I knew the differences between their feet.  There was a set of
twin's feet over the shoulder of either Tom or Willie as they plowed into
his twin's ass.  They were really fucking. I mean they were going at
it. Pounding and pounding.  The twins and my brother and best friend were
moaing in and groaning.  It smelled rank and sour.  Sort of like bleach.
The were cussing and saying to do it harder.  There was the smack of boy
flesh against boy flesh. Then the moaning and groaning got louder.  There
were all four going to cum at the same time.

I grabbed Randall and pushed him down in front of me.  I dropped my sweats.
I could not take it.  I had to get off when they did.  Randall had his own
cock out pounding it with eyes glued to his two bothers fucking.  There was
a group shout as we all came at the same time.  I wondered the possiblities
of that happening once.  I could not image that we would all six do it
again.

After we had cleaned up, I pulled Randall up to me and gave him a soulful
kiss.  "You win.  You are my boyfriend."

Randall hugged me and kissed all over my face.  " You are the greatest.  I
konw that we will be happy.  I will make you happy."  He kept on and on.

"Randall, just be yourself.  You are cool.  You don't have to gush so much
man.  I love you.  Don't worry.  I won't quit loving you."

I told the twins, Tom and Willie to clean up and get showers that Randall
and I would fix breakfast.  My mother called and offered to cook for us at
my house.  I told her that she should look outside and that it really was a
blizzard. I told her that if we started to starve, we would make a link and
come over.  Otherwise, we were staying where we were.  How can mothers get
so dumb sometimes?

I knew how to scramble eggs.  I grated some cheese in them while Randall
made the toast.  When the others came down we were read with two dozen
scrabbled eggs and toast.  After we ate, Randal and I went back upstairs
and had our first shower as boyfriends.  I was slow and sensual and I took
care of him.  After all had been pretty demanding forcing him to suck me
off while the twins were getting fucked.  He told me that he did not mind.
He said that it turned him on to be dominated and bossed around.  He told
me that if I wanted to I could spank him.  Wow.  I never thought about
spanking a naked butt before.  As quickly as I did I got a hard on. While
we were in the shower Randall washed my ass crack and hole.  When he had is
clean, I pushed his nose in my ass and asked him if it smelled badly.  He
shook his head, so I pressed his face into it.  I felt his tongue running
up and down my crack.  I loved a tongue in my ass.  I was the one that
thought that sucking cock was dirty and now I wanted a guy to lick my ass
hole.  Randall used considerable skill on my hole.  He rammed his tongue up
ito me. I was thinking about spanking him when his tongue pushed into my
ass along with his long thin finger.  That did it.  I shot a full lode
against the shower wall without ever touching my cock.

We did not do a lot that afternoon.  Mostly it was the couples off to
themselves doing and redoing until we each got it right.  Randall and I
took a nap.  We watched tv for a while.  The news said that the storm had
everything closed down.  Nothing was moving.  The interstate had been
cleared and was immediately covered with a new load of snow before people
could use it.  My mom called two of three times checking on us.  I was
wondering what we were going to fix for dinner when the door bell rang.

When I opened the door, I thought that I would die of shock.  There with
heaping McDonald's bags were Mr. Garrett, Ollie, Derrick and two cute
little 12 or 13 year olds, who I was sure were in Garrett's geography
class.

"Derrick told us all about last nigth and thought that this gang might be
hungry," Mr. Garrett said as he offered me the bags of McDonalds.
"McDonalds was the only place opened.  Six supersized."

Eveyone broke up laughing.  By this time I had pulled the entire crew
through the door into the house.  Just then the phone rang.  It was
Mrs. Johnson.  I told her that everything was fine.  That Mr. Garrett who
had a four wheel drive SUV brought us hamburgers from McDonals/ The had
just gotten there.  Everything was fine.  The twins were working on their
project.  I had no problems and had not had to call my mom over.  Then the
word I had been waiting for. She said that they could not get out and would
be spending another day and hoped that they could get out of Baltimore the
next morning.  Another night. Another Orgie.  That was what was running
through my mind.

Willie walked up and started rubbing Garrett cock.  I could not believe it.
Even my brother was one of Garrett's boys.  I gave Randall the phone so
that he could talk to his mother.  I was busy passing out the hamburgers
and fries.  Mr. Garrett was lying on the sofa, and Willie was pulling his
boots off.  One of the kids that came with them was talking the coats to
the hall.  Derrick and Ollie were already down to athletic socks and
boxers.  Randall's cock was pointing straight out.  I knew that the
dominate jocks were turing him on big time.  Hell, they were turning me on
big time.

We finished eating the burger quickly.  Derrick and Ollie were each sitting
in one off the over stuffed chairs. As I passed by picking up thrash, Ollie
pulled me into the chair with him and started to strip my sweats from me.
He was playing with my cock.  "Looks like the sissy boy is turned on by all
this.  Did you not tell me once that I was going to hell for masturbation?"
Ollie laughed.  I had been so scared of this boy.  I guess I still was. I
looked over and Derrick was man handleing Randall.  He was forcing his
finger up Randall's ass.  Then he did it.  He had Randall over his knee and
was spanking his butt.  My hard was even harder

"Does that turn you on?"

Ollie did not give me time to answer.  He had me up and on his naked lap
with his hard nine inches poking me in the stomach. Whamp!  Whamp! and the
second and then the third Whammmmp! landed on my raw ass.  It was
warm. Hell, it was hot.  I tried to reach back to protect my butt.  No way.
Ollie grabbed my hands and laid to with three more in a row.  My cock was
dripping precum.  Ollie reached under me and felt my dripping cock.  He
said nothing but immediatedly gave me three more quick spanks and then
rammed his index finger as far as it would go up my ass.  I shot off.  I
screamed.  Here I had shot off twice in one day without ever touching my
cock.  I was wondering if there were something wrong with me.  Was this
premature jaculation that I had heard about?

At that point I remembered my new boyfriend.  What had happened to Randall?
I look over to the chair where they had been.  There bent over the chair
with his hands tied to the front legs Randall was bent over the back and
his ankles were tied to each of the back legs.  Was this another use of his
short ropes.  Derrick had taken his belt from his jeans and with it folded
was strapping Randall's bare butt.  There were red hand prints.  There were
stipes of red from the belt.  There were even a set of teeth marks where
Derrick had bitten his ass.  The marks did not draw blood,but they bright
red.  I had just had the most intense orgasm of my life, and already I was
getting hard again.  I knew then there would never be a day when I just got
off one time a day.  Randall could turn me on at least twice a day by
himself.  Derrick got onto his knees behind Randall.  Ollie pulled my up
and we sat in the floor by him watching Derrick eat Randalls asshole.

Ollie asked me as we played with each other's cocks, "Do you think Derrick
is going to hell for sucking his asshole?"  Ollie rolled on the floor
laughing.  Randall asked me if I would go to his room and get the KY.  I
did so and brought back rubbers for everyone.  Derrick greased up Randall's
ass and his rubben encased cock and slid it to the skinny boy.  It was hard
to believe that such a skinny boy could take such a huge cock.  It must
have been at least nine inches.  Roland was getting a real fucking.  I sat
on the chair in front of him on my knees and kissed his moans.  Ollie was
under him sucking his cock.  I knew that he was cumming since his moaning
iincreased and his eyes seemed to roll back into his head.  When that
happened, I heard Derrick moaning as well.  He too had shot his lode deep
into the bowels of my young lover.

I went to get us all something to drink.  It was the first chance that I
had to notice what was going on with the rest of my group.  A naked older
man, Mr. Garrett, the junior high geograph teacher, was lying spead eagale
on the floor.  Two of his students -- blond kid with piercing blue eyes and
another 12 year old with a bushy head of brown hair and big puppy dog
chocolate eyes -- were sucking on a nipple each.  Garrett had huge fat
tits.  He had an arm around each of them. Willie and one of the twins were
sucking his cock and his balls.  Tom had his dick rammed down Garrett's
throat and the other twin was standing in front of Tom feeding him his
cock.  Damned AI thought that was an efficient use of personel.  I was
laughing at my generally stupid comparison of this orgy and a flow chart
that we had been studing in civics.

Well all good things must come to an end and the orgy did.  Garrett finally
got off.  I no longer had the desire to suck his cock once I had seen the
little boy cock on him.  He got his clothes back on.  Everyone else got
dressed.  Derrick and Ollie told me and Randall that they would come back
and spank us anytime that we wanted.  Whoosheeee.  They were all out the
door and gone. It was so quiet that it was eerie.

Randall and I got on the couch and snuggled up together.  The twins said
that they really did need to put some finishing touches to their
project. Tom and Willie said that they were going to fight their way to our
house through the snow.  Randall put on a vcr that we had not watched
before of some kids in the bathroom at the mall.  There was no much action,
but he wanted to check it out since it was realatively new and he heard
that there was lots of action there.  I feel asleep only to be woken up
with a hard cock poking me in the side.

"Hey, you wake?  Look at that...." Randall said pointing the remote at the
tv.

There on the screne were two of the jockies jock basketball players from
the high school. They were standiing at the urinals.  Since there was no
sound, we had no idea what they were saying, but you could understand that
they were talking about sex.  Junior, who was not only talk but really
huge, was standing there stroking his black cock.  It must have been 10
inches long.  It was circumsized.  The head on that sucker looked to be
about as big and one of those white mushrooms that you see in the
supermarket.  That is what it remined me of.  The other guy, Darrell Green,
was a talk skinny white boy.  He was playing with his cock too.  Damned if
it did not look longer than Junior's.  By this time Randall and I are both
playing with our cocks.  Then on the screen, the two basketball players
reach over and start jacking each other off.

"Man, I cannot believe this.  Who would have thought that those two would
even speak to each other off court mustless be jackoff buddies."

"I know. I never thought that I would catch anything like this in the
mall."  Randall said as he zoomed in closer to show us a better view of
their cocks.

The jocks moved into one of the stalls.  Junior sat on the commode and
Darrel feed him inch after inch of his cock.  Darrel was blond and so was
his pubic hair only slightly darker.  He was cramming that snake down
Junior's throat now.  You could see the outline in the black boy's throat
as he pushed inch after inch down it towards his stomach.  I had heard
about deep throating from Tom and he sort of explained it to me.  I mean I
had heard dudes talk about it and want to know what it was so I asked Tom.
I just never had an idea that it could be anything like I was watching
here.  Swallowing a cock like Darrell's would be like swallowing a sword.
I watched wide-eyed as he started to pull the sword from it sheath.  When
it was all the way out, he spewed cum every where.  It went all over
Junior's back face and spread through his black short hair.  It was like
someone had taken cream streaked him with it.  Duh.  That is just what
happened.  He had creamed all over the Black boy.  Just as we figured
Darrel was going to return the favor, the tape ran out.

That was not all for us.  Randall and I flipped around and started a sixty
nine.  It did not take long for us to cum.  We turned back around and he
kissed me and kissed me. Damned he is one hell of a kisser.  I soon was
back asleep, however.  When I woke up again, it was dark and Randall was
lying on top of me both of us under a big comforter.  If I had not had to
take a piss, I would have never left there.  On the way to the bathroom I
checked on the twins.  They were asleep on one bed snuggled up to each
other.  I had no more gotten back down stairs than there was a banging on
the back door.  It was hard to open since there was so much snow piled up,
but once I did it was Tom and Willlie with a huge pot of mom's homemade
vegetable soup.  They had brought a bag of bread with them.  I called the
boys and we ate.  It was geat.  It appeared that we were not going to
starve because of the blizzard.

That night it cleared off and a warm front moved through.  By ten oclock
the next morning, Sunday, you could see the sidewalk where people had
shoveled and there was water and mush everywhere.  The sun was
bright. After a morniing blow job from Randall and the twins and Tom and
Willie had gotten off with each other, we all dressed and decided it was
time to get out of the house for a change.  We threw a few snow balls, but
they were too wet.  We went to my house for a while.  We all thanked Mom
for the soup.  We told Dad that the commode upstairs worked fine but we
suspected that it might not be a permanent fix.  No one but Randall and I
suspected that Dad was not Willie's real dad.  So, everything was pretty
peaceful.  It was pretty apparent that Tom and I might still be best
friends but we were no longer boyfriends.  Randall was always right beside
me.  Mom seem to catch on and made amends for it.  She started talking to
him just like he was her daughter in law.  I thought about it.  It was not
bad that she was telling him how to make the soup.  Mrs. Johnson came home
about dark.  She was tired.  I had already moved back to my room but was
waiting with Randall and the twins when she got there.  She paid me five
hundred for the weekend.  I had made six hundred and had the time of my
life.  I was sure that I was going to get her something really nice for
Christmas.  After all a son in law is supposed to buy his mother in law a
nice present.  I wonder if she wants me to baby sit again on the Christmas
Vacation?

The End

I hope you perved some more on this one cause there ain't no more.  I have
to get back to school and back to work.  You guys keep your hands on your
cocks.  Let me know if you liked it.  I might tell you more of my
adventures later on if you do.  Write to me at
tommyfreeman19872000@yahoo.com Later dude.

Tommy