Date: Wed, 2 Apr 2008 07:58:32 -0700 (PDT) From: jon white Subject: model boy 5 The barbeque was clearly the oddest one Jeff had attended. Firstly, everyone was naked in various degrees of erection and Jeff's cock immediately rose and began to itch. Brad looked down and said, "Hey, we've got to get cleaned up for the party before we make an entrance." "I took a shower and I'm ready to go!", said Jeff. "Ah, but you didn't give your rectum a shower, that's what we do next. Let's get naked in the bathroom and I'll do the honors. Excellent, now, I need you kneeling with your chest on the rug and that pretty little pink butthole straight up in the air." Brad dripped a dab of KY Jelly on Jeff's anus and gently, slowly, carefully inserted a finger, lubricating the entrance to the boy's love canal. "OK, I'm going to let in some phospho soda. Not much, about 120 cc, and the trick is for you to hold it in as long as you can. Eventually, the urge to poop will be too much and you'll have to let loose. God, your cock is rock hard and I swear it's grown in the last two months." "Jenny thought so too so she measured it the other day and it's up to 8 inches. Ah, man, I gotta go!" said Jeff, and he lurched over to the commode and blew out a noisy load. "Whew, that's an awesome feeling. It's sort of like cumming....the tension gets terrific and all of a sudden it spurts out and the tension goes away like the snap of the fingers." "Some folks swear it's the best orgasm they can have and their dicks shoot when their gut does.",said Brad. "OK, now do me and we'll join the party." Only two attendees were wearing anything except the occasional condom. One man apprearing to be in his early forties had on a mask covering his eyes and their host, busy at a smoky barbecue, had on an apron with a prominent tent over the crotch. He was a handsome man, also early forties, with a massive bodybuilder's physique. When he lifted his apron to wipe his sweaty brow, his hardon became visible. Jeff let out a low whistle. "Wow, that must be an eleven incher," said Jeff, "but it's so skinny!" "Some days 11 inches, some days 12, but always about the same diameter as my thumb. Now you can see why we call him "Willy The Worm" and why he has been chosen to introduce you to the pleasures of rectal sex. See that little shack over there with the hole in the side?" said Brad. "The masked man goes in there from time to time. Shortly after, you may see a hard dick come out of the hole and sometimes a beckoning finger. If you stick your cock in, it may get sucked or lubed and then impaled on an eager rectum. It's a little odd but the mask "hides" the village priest. Of course, everybody knows who he is, but no one lets on. He has his own ethic: will not have sex with women or underage males, thereby preserving his vows of chastity, but anything else goes. I want you to meet him tonight and there are a few more I'll introduce you to. See the cherubic choirboy type over there? Stay away. He's into rough sex. Very effective county chief prosecutor, his wife is a fundamentalist minister and they to threesomes with an extra male or female but it' bondage and humiliation and forced masturbation etc and not for me. The guy with all white hair ovdr there is the mayor. Notice the big balls about the size of tennis balls? We call him Hoser because he cums with huge loads and can shoot three or four times a night. The guy with the moustache and the baseball cap is chairman of the local Democratic Party. Notice his bent dick? When he's hard, it bends at about a 45 degree angle. It's due to scar tissue inside the penis that doesn't expand when the rest of the organ elongates. It's called Peyronie's Disease. We call him "The Quintessential Crooked Politician". By the end of the night, I want to make sure you've met everybody. Time to meet Willy The Worm, and the way your dickie's drippin', it looks like you're ready too." "Hey, I've only seen your hard dick before, and here I'm in the midst of a forest of 'em! I wanna get laid!." Brad introduced Jeff and Willy tossed his apron aside. "The ribs are all basted and set, they just have to cook awhile so let's go to my bedroom and pop your teenage cherry." said Bill. "Brad told me he wants to come along and be your big brother to make sure I'm kind and gentle, so let's see if we can't turn off that faucet that's dripping all over my grass. Ok, you roll the rubber on and by the way, never let anyone put a pecker in your pooper without you reaching back and making sure he has his raincoat on. Now grease me up with Astroglide. They should have named it Asstoglide. Now lie on your side. That way you can pull away if I'm hurting. Perfect, here we go." The boy felt the warm pressure on his rosebud and it gradually increased until he felt a "pop" and the cockhead passed his sphincter. Bill stopped, asked the boy if it was ok to go further and was reassurred. He began to slowly increase the depth of penetration, and began a slow, gentle stroking. Jeff had never felt anything to compare to this. It was at once uncomfortable, and at the same time wonderful. The feel of Bill's organ pressing and rubbing over his prostate was making him wild. His dick was so hard it was almost uncomfortable, and as Bill drove deeper, Jeff's pleasure deepened as well. Finally Bill entered to he hilt and slowed his movement to a stop.Then he moaned and Jeff felt the cock buried deeply within his gut begin to throb. It might have been imagination, but he thought he could feel a warm gush of manseed flood his bowel. There was no imagination about the incredibly pleasureable throbbing of Bill's cock on Jeff's prostate and he felt his orgasm reach the inevitable stage. "Ahhh, shit!" yelled Jeff, "I don't want to cum but I can't stop! I cant't! I, I, Iaaaeeee! Oh, Oh, Ohh, O, O, o, o, ahhhhhhh. Damn, that was incredible! Don't pull out yet, Bill, I want to enjoy the feeling a little longer." Driving home after the party, Brad asked how it went. "Wow, what a night! I got fucked by the host, blew a priest, got sucked off by a mayor and fucked a lawyer, if you can believe a turnaround like that!" "I'm glad you had fun and very happy you got introduced to so many folks." said Brad. "It's important because many of them will be writing letters of enthusiastic reference to the court. Jeff, I've talked to aunt Hetty about adopting you, and she's comfortable with it. You are a love, I couldn't ask for a nicer son, you are way ahead of where I was at your age in the modelling business and I can see a future with you gradually taking over the shop when it's time for me to retire. What to you say?" The boy didn't reply, and Brad wasn't sure he heard all of the proposal, but then he heard a sob and he stopped the car. He found Jeff sobbing and crying and laughing, and covered with tears. Jeff reached up, grabbed Brad's head and pulled him down for a long, wet, teary kiss. "I thought I'd died and gone to heaven earlier tonight, but now I know it's true. I love you, Brad....I mean Dad" THE END J. Edward White