Chapter Six



   Fourteen year old Cory and Danny did a remarkable job planning the
seduction of their third musketeer friend, but need not have worried.  It
turned out the boy was closeted gay, no challenge.  He welcomed their
advances, wanting to suck his buddies off since he was twelve.  Cory and
Danny were shocked to learn that their butch, football player pal was a
faggot.  Cory fucked him, then Danny, the larger cock of the two, giving
Carlo his first fucking.

   Fifteen-year old Carlo had admitted to sucking off an exchange student
from Denmark two years earlier who stayed with him and his family for a
month and shared a room with then,13 year old Carlo.  The two teens had had
never fucked, but had oral sex every night, confirmation to Carlo that his
sexual preference wasn't quite living up to a high school football star
image.  He had girlfriends, but never kept one for very long.

   He could have fucked some girl named Cathy a month ago at a house party,
even got half naked with her in a bedroom, however, only heavy petting
ensued and he never pushed the issue of penetration, Embarrassed and
frustrated that he couldn't get it up without thinking about Sven's
seven-inch uncut dick in his mouth, he got a very unsatisfing hand job.  He
couldn't stand the lingering smell of his fingers after exploring Cathy's
pussy, but later, bragged to Cory and Danny, even allowing them to sniff
his fingers.

   Carlo told me about his past when I took him to bed leaving Danny and
Cory to fuck Janet in our bed.  He and I, using the spare room along with
Jarred who we were still minding while his slut mother was getting fucked
in Las Vegas.

   Carlo tossed him around the pool, played Frisbee and general horse-play
with the naked lad who grew attached to him in very short order.  As young
boys are, Jarred was enthralled with the teenager paying attention to him.
When I offered Carlo the choice of fucking Janet, or fucking five-year old
Jarred, his cock said it all and we headed to our own venue, the left
bedroom across from my marital bed where two fourteen-year old boys were
getting sucked off and fucking my wife, the giggles coming from the room
indicated a good time being had by all.

   Carlo admitted he had a thing for little boys.  His neighbor, 8, fuelled
his fantasies when beating his meat.  Unable to control the impulse, he got
the boy alone in a garage one day a year ago and had the kid's pants down,
along with his own, when in walked the boy's uncle.  The moment of so many
fantasies becoming reality ruined before he could even have oral sex with
the eight-year old.  Carlo was scared shitless even though the uncle, 38,
said nothing and walked away.

   Later that afternoon, in the same garage that he was being paid to clean
out, the man unfastened his pants, making Carlo a deal for his assured
silence.  The second cock he had ever sucked, and first adult one, Carlo
got on his knees and sealed the covenant without complaint and every day
thereafter for a few weeks until the soldier was re-deployed to
Afghanistan.

   As well, the man gave his permission for Carlo to teach the lad how to
suck cock.  Afterward, sharing a room with the boy in his sister's home
during his furlough, he used his little nephew's mouth most every night.

   Another man that must have believed young boys had a purpose other than
whining and being a pain in the ass.  I liked him.  I had to wonder how
many other men enjoyed boys, or wished they had the guts to take advantage
of the effortless task of convincing young boys of their usefulness. 
Charles' hidden agenda, Rick's shower based hand-jobs, and then learning
about the soldier.  No guts, no glory.  If only men realized prepubescent
boys don't tell, it's the man who gets careless and caught in the act.

   Carlo had a nice slender 6 inches, full bush, unlike his two buddies who
were less-forested.  He was a little older than I would have prefered, but
damn, he was cute, and of course, I wanted to watch him fuck the little kid
while he sucked my cock that he was overly aggressive in pursuing laying
atop Jarred, me, sitting with my back against the wall, legs spread wide.

   Jarred's head was crushed to the left side of Carlo's chest and the
mattress, he didn't give a shit if the boy was being smothered or not.  All
that mattered to Carlo was his heart and soul sucking my cock and pistoning
into Jarred so hard and furious that their skin slapped in nanosecond
intervals.  I told Carlo not to cum in Jarred's ass, at the last minute, to
shove his cock down the boy's throat instead.

   Carlo wasn't gentle when he grabbed Jarred's feet and slid his ass down
the bed, rolling him over and forcing his cock in the boy's mouth.  He
hardly missed a beat having my cock back in his mouth quicker than the
speed of light.  We came together, our timing perfectly, but
unintentionally synchronized.  A sudden vacuum effect, he sucked my cock
deeper into his mouth and let me cum, his enthusiasm emphasized by guttural
sounds endorsing his zealous appetite for cum.  I didn't expect that,
thinking he would back off at the first salty/sweet hint of my seminal
fluid on his tastebuds.  Quite the opposite, as it turned out.

   To say I wasn't a bit concerned that Janet and I were breaking our own
rule of group sex with boys would be a lie.  She had broken that rule and
set the precedent by screwing them after school or by happenstance, blowing
one of them in her car.

   When we joined the orgy across the hall hours later, Carlo had no desire
to stick his cock in Janet.  I fucked him, suddenly becoming the center of
attention, so did his friends use his mouth and ass.  The gay quarterback
was in his glory that night.  It was Janet who was eventually left out as
we played with each other, and Jarred, the other two teens anxious to fuck
the five-year old.  Oh yes, I couldn't wait to tell Janet's sister that her
son was now a boy-whore.  I made Danny and Cory use Jarred's mouth as their
final outlet.  The boy complained that his bum hurt when I fucked him.  I
told him to suck it up and not be a baby as he was doing big-boy stuff and
should be proud.  Cory, Danny and Carlo reinforced the five-year old's
confidence.

   I will say it again.  The joy of boys is that their testicles are
Ever-Ready batteries powering erections.  I made a mental note of going to
my doctor and getting Viagra or Cialis for myself.  We finally crashed
around 6 AM only to wake up at noon and engage in a four-way blowjob before
we hit the swimming pool as Janet prepared brunch.

   Danny kind of excused himself.  When we entered the house, he was giving
it to Janet from behind who was bent over the kitchen counter.  I knew
without a doubt that she loved the boy's large cock.  I was intimidated by
the youngster's endowment and his prowess at half my age.  The tub of
Crisco that Janet had been using was irresistible.  I fucked him hard and
furious.  He wasn't expecting that when I stood behind and cuddled him and
Janet.  He fell to the floor which made it much easier for me to do him
good and proper.  He screamed obscenities getting boned for the first time.
Don't get mad, . . .  get even.  Fucking my wife comes with a price.  I
even had Cory and Carlo take turns up their buddy's ass.  Jarred wanted to,
and we laughed, what the hell.  As I learned, boys needed their high-strung
spirit broken and a hard cock up their rectum was proving to be the
ultimate tactic in ensuring that change of mindset.

   I went to work late that day.  Well, let's just say that I attempted to
make a presence until I saw Jason in the schoolyard playing with friends on
his lunch break.  I honked the horn several time before I caught his
attention.  Recognizing my Saab, he came running over and crawled into the
passenger seat.

   My suit pants and underwear were already down to my knees, my cock hard
as rock that I let go to his due-diligence knowing exactly what was
required of him.  We barely even shared words before the 10 year-old was
hunched over the middle console with the stick shift poking his stomach.  I
watched teachers stroll about.  The crossing guard not five feet away and
oblivious that I was getting a blowjob.  Jason seemed overly eager to
please and I came in his mouth quicker than I wanted, but unable to hold
back.  He lapped up every drop from my shrivelling cock.  I couldn't
exactly put my finger on it, however his technique had changed somewhat.

   When he was finished milking me dry, he revealed that he was sucking off
a man in his apartment building.  An old man, at least 40 from his child
perspective.  The man was the landlord of his apartment building.  As I
feared he would, even though I preached silence in what we did, Jason
innocently offered "Mike" a blowjob when the man was sprawled under the
kitchen sink on his back replacing a leaky pipe.

   Dressed in a pair of loose shorts and not wearing underwear, the man's
junk was clearly visible to the boy who was making himself useful by
handing the man tools.  Jason couldn't resist a feel of Mike's cock and
balls, nonchalantly commenting that he would suck the man off if the repair
man so desired.  I suppose Mike was shocked at the offer at first, however,
reinforcing my theory that most men would take up the offer of a blowjob
from any source, morals notwithstanding, allowed 10 year-old Jason free
access succumbing to his ever growing cock in the young boy's stimulating
hand.

   Why not?  The kid offered and his mother was out.  Mike laid back with
his head resting in the inside the cupboard and let the boy do what he
offered, probably amazed at the skill the lad who performed oral sex on him
wondering where the kid learned such pleasures.  My fear of exposure
quickly evaporated, Mike was just as guilty when he came in Jason's eager,
man pleaser mouth.  I credited myself for the stranger's bliss.

   Jason told me that he sucked the man off twice since, both times in the
landlord's apartment.  Like Charles and Rick, the man was a coward not
taking further advantage of a willing boy letting guilt interfere with what
nature provided.  I instructed Jason that his next rendezvous with Mike, he
was to ask the man to fuck him.

   I was hard all over again.  Jason climbed over to the back seat.  He was
already bare-assed, his little pink button high in the air when I got out
of the car and climbed atop him in the back seat.  The windows fogged up
and the car rocked.  I heard the second bell ring indicating all students
be in the school.  I had cum in his mouth already and I wasn't going to let
him go until a lengthy orgasm worked up and shattered me again.  Once Jason
got to class, I doubted he'd sit at his desk comfortably the rest of the
afternoon.  I took him into the school posing as his dad and apologized
profusely to the secretary claiming that he had a dentist appointment over
the lunch hour that ran over schedule unexpectedly.  If she noticed his
flushed face and slight waddle, she never commented gleefully issuing an
excused late note for his teacher.

   I decided to skip work and go home.  Sure enough, Danny and Cory were in
bed with my wife when I got home.  Jarred had already been picked up by his
mother.  Unfortunately, I would have to wait to tell her what a nice tight
ass he had along with his cock sucking mouth that her ex, Charles, had
procrastinated enjoying, but perhaps Rick could expand his desired
hand-jobs in the shower to something much more satisfying.  I hated the
bitch.

   Shock would not describe Cory and Danny when I entered my bedroom.  Cory
was atop Danny sixtynine position.  They were sucking each other off, Janet
watching over them, the dildo up Cory's ass who appeared quite content with
the large object left idly jammed to the hilt where a flange separated the
two silicone cock replicas.  Rather humorous was the other end hanging limp
from his rectum.

   Undressed, a real cock soon filled the void when I pulled the dildo from
his denied "queer" ass and replaced it.  At least Carlo, who unfortunately
was absent, admitted that he loved cock either up his ass, or down his
throat, or both.  Damn, that Danny did have a big tasty cock!  Like a
greedy pig, I moved in on it when Cory paused to replenish his lungs, his
torso mashed between Danny and me getting fucked silly while I sucked Danny
off and ate his balls.  He had great view of my cock ramming his best
friend, my balls slapping the "straight" boys ass begging me to fuck him
harder, blown away by his candidness in front of Danny.

   Danny came.  I swear it was at least an ounce once it finished erupting
and gathered in the crevice of my lower jaw.  Sweet, a hint of tanginess
and thick as molasses, I thought he would never stop ejaculating.  It was
probably only six or seven violent expulsions, but every throb and pulse of
his cock brought with it a volley of boy cum.  Even though Janet had been
sucking face with him, his panting was horse with an audible sloshy sound
of his saliva rolling his tongue inside Janet's mouth.  Danny may never
dmit it, but it was probably the best blowjob he would ever experience
leaving him almost comatose when all was said and done.

   He never even hesitated when I pulled out of his friends ass and
interrupted his kiss with the not so sanitary mushroom head of my cock
welcomed with open, and then tightened lips as I blasted my load off his
upper palate.  Danny had earned his keep.  He could use his big cock on my
wife anytime he wanted.

   Three days later, he fucked me.  Danny was getting into guy sex, slowly
becoming more comfortable, with me at least.  He and Cory and Carlo were
getting it on regularly with and without Janet's presence.

   I met Jason everyday that week before school.  The backseat of the car
allowed me to strip him naked, even off were his socks.  I had an urge to
suck his toes which evolved into sucking his feet.  A fetish I never knew I
had.  He would squirm and giggle, claiming it tickled, however he knew that
I would work my way up his legs and suck his cock, something he was getting
to really enjoy.  I brought him to his first dry orgasm.  I say it was dry,
but I could taste a very minute liquidy substance each time I blew him. 
Skim milk?  He was still blowing Mike, the landlord, everyday after school.
The man's morals got in the way of fucking the boy.  Silly fool.  I didn't
really like the fact that Jason was not getting anything in return,
strictly Mike's pleasure, not unlike Rick using Jarred's hands every
morning while Sheila went to work .

   Speaking of which, Sheila called asking if we could mind Jarred for the
weekend while she and Rick went to the mountains, claiming stress, and the
need to "Veg out."

   When she dropped Jarred off that Friday morning, I insisted the always
harried and hyper woman come in for coffee.  I took great pleasure in
telling her that I was fucking her son, as well other boys from the
neighborhood who enjoyed his ass and mouth.  She never even flinched., her
quirky smile never left her face even when I told her Rick was getting hand
jobs.  As I suspected, she knew that, no harm being done by it.  Nor did
she feel any harm in me and Janet fucking him.  She admitted that Charles
was planning to fuck him anyway, they even discussed it.

   I couldn't believe my ears.  Here I was trying to shock her and the
stupid bitch was giving me the green light to use her 5 year old for sex in
any way, shape or form.  She was of the same opinion as Janet and me, boys
are boys and never too young too discover the joy of sex as long Jarred was
not being hurt in the meantime.  I was losing ground, thinking that I had a
bombshell to drop on the crazy bitch.  She was ecstatic to learn that her
five-year old had lost his virginity to her own sister and experiencing gay
sex with me and the boys.

   Not that I thought I was an angel, far from it.  I wanted to use Charles
and Rick against her so that if Jarred ever spilled the beans, my ass would
be covered by her own sins.  Sheila went as far to say that she told Rick
to take the boy into the shower and do whatever he wished, `a good sexual
education' about male anatomy.  Obeying her wishes to a limit, Rick refused
to do anything more than get hand-jobs.  The woman was deranged, however,
were Janet and I not?

   Janet was out showing a home when Sheila was over.  She had always been
after me and other than the blowjob she gave me in the outhouse, I never
caved in to her many advances.  I don't know why to this very day, but I
called Jarred in to the kitchen from playing in the pool and pulled down my
shorts telling hm to blow me.  In front of his mother, the kid bent forward
and took my hard cock that his mother had wanted for many years.  Holding
the back of his head, I fucked his face.  We all ended up upstairs in my
bed, Jarred watched me fuck his mother, nothing new to him, he played with
his GI-Joe doll, even asking us where the man-doll's dick was.  Sheila and
I broke into laughter.  Out of the mouths of babes.

   Much more turned on by his naked body, I excused myself to fuck him. 
Sheila rubbed her twat, completely turned on watching her 5 year-old
getting man-fucked.  I did consider having him eat-out his mother.  I
couldn't stoop to that level, although I was confident that Sheila would
have went for it.  Whatever she did with her son thereon at home was none
of my business.

   Janet never knew I fucked her sister.  Once again, some things are
better left unsaid.  Sheila had left to join Rick for their trip to the
mountains before Janet came home.  Jarred was playing with his GI-Joes' in
the pool.  The twin, triplet, quadruplet naked men were battling out some
sort of disagreement that only Jarred's imagination was aware the cause of
the still-dolls' hand-to-hand combat that afterwards, looked to me like an
orgy lying together atop the pool's edge once he grew tired of them and had
moved on to another toy.

   Jarred had two real life toys to play with that night.  Not as
interested as he was with his GI-Joe dolls, but hey, his mother condoned
the sexual education of her son, who was I to argue?  He was told to fuck
Janet, thn I sat on his hard little dick.  He ate pussy and sucked cock,
followed by another fisting of of both Janet and me.

   I slowly fucked Janet afterward, Jarred was made to dig deep and lick my
balls, his head buried between my ass cheeks, once he caught on, giving him
a front row seat of me fucking my wife.  In the early morning before work,
he did a supreme job of sucking me off.

   It never ruined a second of Jason's pleasure an hour later.  His school
blue blazer, white shirt, navy shorts and Spiderman underpants all draped
over the headrest as I fucked him in the back seat listening for the first
bell to sound giving the kid time to redress before the second bell.
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