This story involves sex between men and minor boys as well as sex between minor boys and girls. If this sort of material offends you, exit now and do not continue. The situations and characters portrayed herein are exclusively works of fiction and not intended to represent any actual persons living or dead. Comments welcome, flames ignored. Enjoy! Taurak@AOL.com Copyright 1996 & 1997 by Taurak "The Neighbor's Boys!" Chapter 1 "Damn it, Jake, you never want to fuck anymore!" The dark haired man sitting in the bathtub threw the washcloth angrily into the water, making the sudsy soapy water splash up over his hard straining erection. "You knew you were going to be gone this week. Why didn't you wake me up and fuck me last night when you got home and had the chance?" The naked man standing in front of the mirror stopped shaving and turned. He smiled at him and said, "Hey babe, you got dicked last Saturday night. We're not kids anymore remember." He looked up at Jake pouting and let his gaze travel down to the jungle of black hair covering his pelvis. His flaccid prick was resting against the heavy sack of balls hanging between his legs, the smooth foreskin covering the tip of his joint. He licked his lips and swallowed, "I know, but you're going to be gone for four nights. I'd like to have something to remember until you get back." "For Christ's sake, Ed!" Jake turned his back to him and continued shaving his neck, tilting his head back to stretch the skin. "After sixteen years you should know what it's like. You're not going to wither away if you don't get screwed this morning." "It's not funny Jake." Ed picked up the washcloth and began jacking his dick off in the tub with the cloth wrapped around it. "I'm not getting any younger you know, neither are you for that matter. One of these day's we won't be able to do anything at all." After putting the razor in the medicine chest, Jake bent over, sloshed water on his face, then dried off. "Yeah ... yeah ... yeah," he said. "At thirty eight years old, I can already see that you have one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel. You're not old ... and we fuck enough. Hell, I'm ten years older than you. You should be damn glad I can still fuck at all!" "You've ... unh told me that ... ooooo ... often enough," Ed stammered as his cum arched high into the air, landing back on his soapy chest and thighs. He grunted as he reached for the drain plug and pulled it out. "It wouldn't hurt to go back to bed you know, we're both still naked. What would it hurt for one quick fuck before you leave?" "No can do babe," Jake said. "Ken will be here in a few minutes to pick me up. I promise I'll fuck the shit out of you first thing when I get back, you can make it, it's only four days." "Sonofabitch," Ed swore softly under his breath. He just doesn't understand, he thought. He doesn't realize that we're both getting older and need as much sex as we can get ... while we can get it. He climbed from the tub and began dressing. A few minutes later as he was combing his hair, he heard the doorbell and voices in the living room. "Ed, I'll see ya in a week," Jake yelled up the stairs to him. "I have to go are I'll miss my plane. I'll call you when I get to Dallas!" "Have a safe trip Jake," Ed replied sullenly as he heard the front door shut. He went downstairs and peered through the living room window as the car pulled away ... leaving him alone again. Jake had been so busy lately, flying to Boston, then California, Florida, Canada and Washington. He never seemed to be home long enough to spend time with him anymore. Ever since he accepted that damn promotion, his entire life had changed literally for the worst. The income he was bringing in before the promotion was more than adequate for them to survive. He continued staring through the window and his eyes fell upon the neighbors who had been moving in next door to him the past two days. A single woman ... at least he thought she was. He had met her yesterday and they spoke briefly but she was alone, except for the movers. He had lent a helping hand yesterday with the piano she had. The movers had trouble getting the huge thing up the front porch steps and welcomed the extra help from him. Today there were two boys with her, two very gorgeous looking boys, maybe about thirteen to fifteen years of age from the looks. "No," he thought. "These couldn't possibly be her son's, she looks to young to even have children." He watched them for a few more minutes and began to busy himself cleaning around the house. He knew the lady next door, Betty Tanner, or Betty, as she asked him to call her, was only thirty seven, a year younger and a lot healthier looking than him as well. She never mentioned she had son's during their conversation so he just figured they were just helping her move. Around noon he had just began to eat lunch when the doorbell rang. "Never fails," he thought. He opened the door and there stood one of the boys from next door. "Oh my God," Ed thought to himself, almost feeling his heart about to burst from his chest. He stared at the boy, totally speechless. He was gorgeous, wearing only cut-off jeans, no shirt and barefooted. He had dark blonde hair, the bluest eyes and the cutest little grin. He was slightly tanned and slightly moist from sweat. "Hi, I'm Dean, we moved in next door to you," he said. "Can I come in please? this is getting a little heavy." Ed suddenly realized the boy was carrying a vase in his arms. "Oh please do come in son, I'm sorry, I'm just not used to seeing kids in this neighborhood, it's mostly an adult community." He watched as the boy passed by him through the door. He breathed in deeply, taking in the aroma of fresh young boy and observed his flawless body. There was no hair present on his chest , not even a sparse growth from what he could tell. The smell of the boy was intoxicating to him. The boy gently sat the vase down on the floor and extended his hand in friendship. "Mom said she wanted you to have this, for being so kind and helping yesterday while the movers were here." He looked around the house with wide eye's as he shook Ed's hand. "She also said that she won't take no for an answer either," grinning sheepishly. "Well Dean," Ed replied, shaking the boy's hand, " you tell your mom I said thank you very much and it's a very beautiful vase indeed. How about a soda, you look like you could use one pretty bad right now." "Oh wow, that would be great Mr. Dennis, thank you!" "Call me Ed, Dean. I don't believe in formalities, just plain Ed will be fine." He placed the sodas on the kitchen table and fixed the boy a sandwich, completely forgetting that he had been eating lunch when the boy interrupted him. They sat and talked for awhile. The boy was full of all kinds of questions, asking him if he was married. He and Jake had been lovers for quite some time but no one had ever suspected. The neighbors knew them only as two brothers who shared a house together and nothing more. The boy was satisfied with this answer as well as he continued to rattle on. Ed learned that the boy was thirteen and the other boy was his brother, who's name was Steve and was fourteen. He still had trouble believing that Betty could have two sons and still look as good, figure wise, as she did. He also learned their father had been killed in a freak on-the-job accident a few years ago and they were just starting to get their lives back in order again. The boy continued eating his sandwich and drinking his soda. Between mouthful's, he would ask another question, then another and another. He kept glancing out the kitchen window at the pool in the backyard. He thought it was so cool to move next door to someone with a pool. Ed told him they were welcome to use it anytime they wanted. His mind began to wander, visualizing the boy in some skin-tight little bathing suit swimming happily around in the pool. The boy thought the invitation to use the pool was so great. They had a pool at their old house and were very disappointed when they discovered the new house didn't have one. He couldn't help but look the boy over. The kitchen table had an all glass top and he could see every inch of the boy's body easily. His eye's focused on the boy's crotch and the bulge that was present as well and felt his own cock beginning to stir in his pants. The boy's chest had a cute little dimple directly where his sternum was, he didn't have an once of fat on his body and even though his cut-off jeans had dropped a little when he had sat down, there wasn't even any tan lines present around his slim, firm waist. Ed had to immediately turn his attention away from the boy long enough for his erection to subside. The boy quickly finished his sandwich and soda and announced he had to get back to finish helping or he would be missed. "Thanks again for lunch, Ed, sure hope we can talk again sometime." he said, heading for the door. "I would love that Dean, I enjoy a good conversation as well, thanks again for the lovely gift and say hello to your mom for me." Ed replied. After he had left, Ed slumped down on the living room sofa. "My God, what the hell is wrong with you? He was a kid for Christ sakes, he probably doesn't even have hair on his balls yet. You must be really sick to get that turned on by a kid." he thought to himself. Regardless, as soon as the boy had begin walking to the door, Ed's cock sprang to full attention again. If it wasn't for the fact that the boy had his back to him, he would have noticed the state that Ed was in from his presence. Ed closed the drapes just enough so he could peer through them and continue watching the boys work without the fear of anyone spotting him. By early evening, Ed had been lazily lounging on the sofa watching TV. Even though he really wasn't paying all that much attention to the program that was on. All he could think about was the boy next door he had met earlier, mentally undressing the boy over and over again in his mind. He hardly even noticed the doorbell ringing until the third time. He opened it and there stood Betty with a semi-distressed look on her face. "I'm sorry Ed, I probably woke you and that was not my intent." "Come in Betty, I think I was so engrossed in the movie I didn't even hear the doorbell at first. How can I help you?" "I need to ask an important favor of you." She replied. "My job called a few minutes ago and I'm afraid I have to work the night shift this evening. I know this is a lot to ask and my boys will be furious with me not trusting them alone but would you mind keeping an eye on them this evening for me? We have TV and cable as well, you'll only have to stay until they fall asleep then you can leave if you like. It's their first night in the new house and I'm mostly afraid for Dean, he is very hyperactive and prone to nightmares and I'm just afraid he might have trouble adjusting to his new surroundings." "I would be more than happy to stay with them," Ed said. "I met Dean earlier and he seems like a very nice boy. If they don't mind putting up with me, I would enjoy the company as well." The arrangement was finalized and Ed was to go over at 8 PM. He could hardly wait to meet Dean's brother and hopefully strike up a great and long-lasting friendship with both of the boys. When he arrived, Betty was just getting her purse and preparing to leave. "The fridge is well stocked so please help yourself to anything you like. The boys are upstairs and they know you're going to be here if they need anything. Thank you Ed, you are so kind for doing this for me." "Don't worry about a thing, we'll get along just fine. You just go to work and try not to worry about the boys while you're away." He sat down and began watching TV. He thought about Mr. and Mrs. George who used to own this house. The old man had passed away about a year ago and Mrs. George tried her best to take care of this place, all alone until her health began to fail as well. Her children had decided to place her in a nursing home and sell the this place. It was just right for a starting family like Betty's, plenty of room for her and the boys. There was only two other homes in the subdivision that had kids but it was a nice change of pace to have kids right next door to him. A few minutes later he heard a ruckus upstairs and didn't quite know what to think about it. He went upstairs and tracked the noise down to the last room where he slowly opened the door. The boys were locked in a full scale wrestling match, Wearing only their undershorts and socks, rolling and tumbling around the floor, bumping into furniture as they horsed around. He watched them for a few minutes as one boy was on top, then the other and they were really going at it pretty fiercely. Each time they would flail or strain, their waist would arch up and the outline of their cock and balls were displayed magnificently through the thin jockey shorts they were both wearing. This was to much. "Hi fellas," Ed said. almost scaring the boys half to death. "Oh, hi Ed," Dean spoke first, standing up with his brother. "This is my brother Steve, we were just having fun, we do this all the time." "Yeah, I heard all the noise from downstairs and wasn't sure if you two were just playing around, or at each other's throats!" Ed replied as he shook Steve's hand. "Hi Steve, pleasure to meet you." "Hi Ed, same here," the boy said, gripping his hand very firmly. Neither boy seemed the slightest bit embarrassed about being in their underwear in the presence of a total stranger. He noticed that Steve favored his younger brother a lot, his hair was slightly longer, he was much more muscular than Dean and he was taller by about 2 inches, just enough to give him that extra edge while wrestling his sibling. He had been right in his earlier assessment of Dean. In their underwear, both boys were beautifully tanned and no tan lines showed on their hips or thighs. This let Ed know immediately that they were nude sunbather's. He could feel his cock beginning to stir again and felt he had better excuse himself before they noticed it. "OK then, just wanted to introduce myself. I'll leave you boys to your war and I'll be downstairs if you need anything." Ed quickly excused himself and went back downstairs. He couldn't get the vision of the two near-naked boys wrestling around on the floor as they were doing. After seeing Dean earlier half-dressed, then the sight he had just witnessed upstairs, this was more than he could stand. He immediately went into the half-bathroom, locked the door and sat down on the toilet. His mind was still reeling from the sight upstairs and he quickly unzipped his fly and pulled his massive dick out and began jerking off furiously. "Damn that Jake!" he thought to himself as he stroked his meat. "If he had just took the time to fuck me real good before he left, maybe I wouldn't be so Goddamn horny right now!" He continued beating his meat as he listened to the sounds coming from upstairs. Visualizing the boys still wrestling around on the floor, imagining that he was with them, embracing the boys, letting his hands roam all over their young hard bodies, using different holds on them to keep them firmly pinned down as he let his hands brush and rub against their bulging crotches. Gently fondling and squeezing their genitals as they all wrestled together. He heard one of the boys yell out and that very instant, his cock began spurting its load, spurt after spurt it came until he was drained. He sat back on the toilet for a few minutes, listening to the sudden quietness that was present in the house. That must have been a victory yell he heard from one of the boys, the match must be over with. He sat there a few more minutes, wondering to himself which boy was victorious. He cleaned the spent sperm that landed on his legs, thighs, groin and the small sink as well, then went back into the living room and relaxed. Along about 10 PM he realized it was unusually quiet on the second floor. "Could the boys be in bed and asleep so soon?" he thought to himself. Soon the urge to investigate overwhelmed him and he began to creep slowly up the stairs, trying to remain quiet so as not to awaken the boys if in fact they were asleep. As he approached their room, he could see there wasn't any light appearing from underneath the door. He listened at the room door for any signs of sound but none were heard. Carefully he turned the knob and opened the door cautiously. His eyes slowly began to focus and he saw the boys were in fact in their own beds and sleeping. It finally dawned on him that after spending all day moving and setting up furniture, then after their wrestling fiasco to top off the day, both boys were just totally exhausted and went to bed early. He walked a few steps further into the room and stood very quietly at the first bed, wondering which boy lay in it. Once his eyes became fully accustomed to the dark. He peered at the boy lying motionless on his back with a crisp white sheet pulled up to his neck. He then realized it was Dean he was eyeing so hungrily. There was a full moon that night. The cool light filtered in through the leafy maple trees outside the upstairs window and glanced over the bed, illuminating the scene with a somewhat harsh white light. He knew the boy was fast asleep, his breathing was slow and regular. He watched his chest rise and fall for a while, wishing he could see what the boy looked like under the sheet that covered him. He reached out and made a move to feel the boy's face but caught himself and pulled his hand back. He couldn't seem to control his impulses. He stretched out his hand once more and let his fingers gently brush against the smooth skin of the boy's cheek. He thrilled to the warmth of him and wanted more. He let his fingers trail down over the boy's lips, feeling his facial contours gently, being careful not to awaken him. Ed let his hand run down the boy's throat and managed to force himself to stop, at least momentarily, where the sheet began. He touched the material that covered the sleeping young body and felt the warmth of his flesh radiating up through the sheet. He had to see him naked. He began to slowly pull the sheet down over the sleeping form, baring first his chest, then the tightly muscled area of his stomach. He stopped denuding the boy just as the sheet reached a few scattered hairs just above the boy's groin. He put his hand on the boy's smooth chest and felt his heart beating slowly. Ed could feel his own heart beating too, only its pace was much faster than the boy's. He let his hand glide over the boy until he could feel the small but unmistakable ripples of his well-developed stomach. Ed hadn't expected the boy to be so far along in his physical development but he could tell when he met the boys that they were physical fitness buffs. He looked at Dean's handsome, boyishly innocent looking face. He reached out and felt his slender but promising looking arms, feeling the warm and smooth suntanned skin. He touched the boy's tousled blond hair, brushing it back over his head, leaning closer and breathing in deeply of the boyish essence. He wished he had raised a boy like Dean. His hands continued to explore the boy's body, dipping now under the sheet and feeling the sparse, newly grown hair of his flat groin. He dared not remove the sheet completely, afraid that the sight of the boy's naked cock would excite him to much. He contented himself with feeling around blindly under the sheet until he found what he was after. When he found it, he gasped so loudly he thought he might have awakened the boy. The feel of the boy's soft warm penis was enough to make his own cock jump and throb inside of his pants. He played with the boy's small but promising organ very gently. He slipped his hand down under the boy's soft cock and felt his hot, heavy testicles. He caressed the boy's scrotum with his fingers and felt the egg-shaped nuts moving around in the sac. Ed was dizzy and excited, not only sexually but emotionally as well. He was actually holding the boy's young virility in his hand, actually playing with the boy's balls, the balls that made the hot sperm that he suddenly wanted to suck out of the boy's body! His mind reeled with images of the thirteen year old boy's dick, He had to find out how it looked, he couldn't control himself any longer. Looking at the boy's face to see if he was stirring, he pulled the sheet down all the way and let it hang over the foot of the bed. The boy moved a little when the sheet came completely off his body. Ed froze solid, he stayed perfectly still for a moment. Then he turned his attention to the boy's pubic area. The boy's dick was everything that he expected it to be. It was a nice size for a boy his age. He stared at the rather thick length of flesh that lay silent and warm-looking against the boy's upper leg. The boy was circumcised and the head of his cock peeked up at Ed with its single eye. He had to touch it, had to play with it, even at the risk of waking the boy up. A moan deep down in his throat erupted when he reached out and felt the soft length of the boy's cock. He lifted it and moved it around, looking at it in the dim white moonlight, examining it with loving attention to every detail, every curve of it. He felt he could have stared at Dean's dick all night, but he wanted more to the boy than merely feel him. He wanted to taste him too, his mouth began to water, he wanted to touch his lips to the boy's smooth skin. He bent over his chest and kissed there ever-so gently. He felt the boy stir when his lips touched him. He still held the boy's warm cock in his hand, he could feel the warm penis stirring, filling with blood and thickening, growing warmer in his hand. Ed knew the boy would awaken soon if he kept exploring his sleeping body but he could not resist any longer. He let his kisses trail down to the boy's navel, then to the curly growth of his pubic hair. He felt the warmth of the boy's cock against his cheek now, felt the blood-heat radiating from the organ. He let the boy's cock rub against his cheek and his chin until he could stand it no longer. He touched his lips to the boy's lengthening dick, which, although it was not overly large, he still considered to be a tasty mouthful. His warm wet lips encompassed the head of the boy's cock, wetting it with saliva. He took the entire thing in his mouth and slowly worked his tongue around the head and shaft. In no time at all, Dean's dick was stiff and ready inside Ed's sucking mouth. He looked up at the boy and saw that he was moving, writhing slowly, halfway between sleep and consciousness. Ed knew the boy was coming to. He removed his mouth from the boy's dick and placed his head close to the boy's. His hand encircled the boy's hard dick and began stroking it slowly up and down. When the boy opened his eyes, he saw Ed smiling down at him affectionately. Dean seemed startled at first. Then when he realized what was happening to him, his shock subsided and his surprised expression was replaced with a boyish grin. Ed was surprised at the ease the boy had accepted his manipulations. He didn't seem to be afraid at all and even placed his hand on top of Ed's and helped him slowly stroke his dick. He spread his legs a little wider so Ed could get a better feel, sighed deeply and lay there relaxed and smiling as Ed continued playing with his dick and balls. "Wow Ed, that sure feels good, p-please don't stop," he said. "Oh my boy, I love you so much. I wanted you ever since I laid eyes on you this afternoon." "Yeah, I k-kinda figured you did by the w-way you were checking me out earlier. I got horny just thinking about it in fact." "Do you know I had your cock in my mouth while you were asleep?" Ed said, his eyes blazing. "Gee, no," Dean replied shocked. "Is that why it's so hard?" "Yes my boy, that's why all right. Would you like me to put it in my mouth again for you and suck on it till it squirts me full of your sticky white stuff?" "Oh shit, Ed! That'd be great! That'd be real great!" The boy said, getting more and more excited at the idea of being sucked off by Ed. He looked over at Steve who was still fast asleep. His brother was gonna shit when he found out that he was missing out on a blow-job. Him and his brother fooled around a lot together and they both had gotten blow-jobs from a few of the girls in the neighborhood where they used to live but this was the first time that he had ever gotten one from a guy. He had a feeling Ed was gay when he first saw the way he was checking him out today at the front door. He remembered he was pretty scantly dressed and he remembered the look on Ed's face when he opened the door. The man's eye's had all but popped right out of his head. Ed couldn't contain himself any longer. Pursing his lips, he engulfed the head of the boy's erect penis and slowly sucked it in all the way to the base. He began sucking on the boy's cock with a passion, his hands running up under the boy's ass and feeling his buttocks and the smooth balls that hung beneath them. He was making little tongues of fire run up and down the shaft of the boy's rod, making surging shocks of sexual electricity shoot back and forth inside his nuts. Dean's buttocks flexed and clenched against Ed's hands when his fingers slipped in between the cheeks of his butt. Soon the boy was writhing uncontrollably. Dean hadn't expected the experience to be so mind-bending. He had never experienced such pleasure from any blowjob given to him by girls. Kneeling on the floor by the side of Dean's bed, Ed looked the picture of hot lust. He saw Dean reaching down and clutching his head, not wanting him to stop his mad assault on his young body, the boy's hand clutching at his hair, trying to slow down the sucking motion of his head, wanting to make this last as long as humanly possible. "Oh Christ! Goddamn!" the boy said, clutching tighter at Ed's sucking head. "Oh yeah! yeah!" the boy grunted, arching his back, trying to shove every last inch of his dick deep into that moist , warm, tight cavern that was sucking the life out his body. Ed tightened his mouth around the boy's thrusting cock, moving his head faster and faster on the boy's tender shaft, his hand closing gently, applying more pumping action on the boy's tightening nuts, feeling them clench and unclench. He wanted this, more than anything else he wanted this boy's sweet salty cum spurting down his throat. The boy's body suddenly stiffened, feeling the extra pressure Ed placed on his dick and balls, he felt his nuts would explode in any second. This was simply to exciting, having this man, this man he only met several hours ago, now here with him, sucking his dick like there was no tomorrow. He couldn't hold off much longer, couldn't keep his hot cum in his nuts much longer. He had to shoot it. With a low guttural cry, he let his wad loose from his nuts. His sperm shot from his cock like bullets from a gun, blasting down Ed's sucking throat and filling him with molten cum. He thrust out his hips, shoving his cock deeper into Ed's throat. Ed heard the boy groan as the volume of his ejaculation filled his throat, threatening to strangle him. Dean noticed Ed seemed to love having his face pumped full of his cum. Ed's face contracted against the boy's shooting rod, seemingly to suck out the final remaining drops of seed from the boy's pumping balls. Ed was thoroughly enjoying this experience. He hadn't done anything like it with a boy before. He wondered what Dean would think if he knew this was the first time he had ever had a boy cum in his face. He felt he had done well in his game of seduction. However, he wasn't prepared for the huge volume of sperm the boy had pumped into him. He thought he would choke on the sweet, nutty tasting stuff. It poured down his throat in torrents. He never would have imagined that such a young boy could produce so much sperm. He was reluctant to remove his mouth from this thirteen-year-old dick. He wanted to keep it in his mouth forever, the taste and feel of it was so powerful. But he eventually let the slow softening thing free from his sucking lips, but not before coaxing the last drops of the boy's cum from his sperm-pipe. He pulled off and looked at his young lovers face. The boy seemed to be daydreaming, his eyes blissfully shut, his face soft and inviting, his body naked and relaxed. He kissed him fully on the lips. Then kissed his chin and throat, letting his wet lips travel down the boy's chest and all the way to his navel. He licked his belly-button and pressed his lips against the boy's lower belly. He tangled his tongue in the boy's lightly-haired groin. He grabbed his sperm-covered balls and kneaded them while he kissed his groin. He rubbed his still half-hard cock, too, rubbed it until it stiffened up again, even after he had shot his wad only a few moments ago. He put his hands on the boy's legs and got on his knees before him, licking up the sperm that had dribbled onto the boy's legs. He licked the boy's dick which was growing stiff and hot again and he knew their night was far from being over. "Say Dean, why don't we go into the guest room, that way we wont have to worry about waking up your brother." Dean's eyes popped wide open, he had completely forgotten they were not alone in the room and he quickly glanced over at his still sleeping brother. The boy hadn't moved, he was still out cold. Dean decided that finding another room was a good idea and he wanted Ed all to himself for awhile. He stood up, a little wobbly-legged at first but with Ed's help, they managed to ease quietly out of the room and move two rooms down the hall to the guest room. It was still cluttered with unpacked boxes but at least the bed was assembled. He knew their mother didn't get off work until about 3 AM so they still had a few hours to spend together before she got home. Dean turned on the small lamp on the night-stand and Ed begin to quickly undress. He had needed to free his raging hard cock from the confining jeans he was wearing. Dean watched him as he undressed, anticipating seeing the first naked man he had ever seen before in his life. He had never even seen his own father naked. His mouth nearly dropped to the floor when the man's huge dick and balls came into view in the dimly lit room. To him it looked almost a foot long. He wasn't far off though. Ed sported a 9 inch erection that he was most proud of. His nuts resembled two walnuts encased in a bag of skin. Ed never let his pubic hair get out of control so he always kept it neatly shaven. He looked at the boy who's eyes were completely transfixed on his enormous dick. The boy unconsciously licked his lips and Ed's eyes got wide from the thought of those pretty young boy's lips surrounding his hard pulsing cock. Ed walked over to the boy who's eyes never once left his outstretching dick. The boy was totally hypnotized, he couldn't even utter a single word as he continued staring at the biggest cock he had ever seen in his young life. He gently reached out and stroked Ed's throbbing tool, rubbing his thumb over the massive mushroom shaped head. His small hand wrapped around the organ, squeezing gently, trying to touch his fingertips together but it wasn't happening, the shaft was so thick that even when he squeezed, his finger tips were still almost an inch from each other. With his free hand, he reached further down and lifted the heavy ball sac of the man, feeling the nuts as they gently moved around inside. He gently applied pressure to the scrotum, feeling the giant cock jump in his hand and hearing Ed moan in pleasure. The sudden sound shocked him out of his trance and he looked up at the man. Ed leaned forward and gently kissed the boy on his forehead. He began backing slowly towards the bed, the boy following him, never releasing the hold he had on the man's genitals. Ed sat down on the edge of the bed, the naked boy standing before him. Ed could see his entire boy much better in the dimly lit room. He was right, the boy had absolutely no tan lines around his hips or thighs. He obviously was either a nudist, or simply sunbathed nude. Even his dick was perfectly tanned. Ed spread his legs wide and the boy kneeled down between them. The boy was face to face ... err ... face to cock with the man's huge monster. The slit was slightly wet from the man's precum that had already begun to ooze from it. The boy leaned forward and flicked out his tongue, swiping the drop of fluid from the tip of it and backed away. He had a slightly puzzled look on his face as he savored the drop of liquid rolling about on his tongue. He liked it, the saltiness and thickness of it. He had tasted his own emission once but this was much thicker than his own. He took a deep breath, opened his mouth as wide as he could and plunged down over the head of the man's cock. Ed jumped when the boy's head plunged on him. At first the massive head bumped against the boy's teeth but eventually went in. The boy was working frantically, trying to sheath his teeth and take as much of that cock in as he could. Ed loved the boy's determination to please him and tried to lower himself a little more off the edge of the bed, trying his best to make the job a little easier for the boy. Dean relaxed for just a few seconds, breathing through his nose and accepted the truth that he had as much of the man's cock in his mouth that he was going to get. He felt the head of the thing touching his tonsils and dripping pre-cum down his throat. He reached under the cock and grabbed the man's tightly swollen cum- filled nuts and began pulling on them while he sucked that massive dick. Ed resisted the temptation to thrust in and out of the boy's mouth for fear he might injure him. He let the boy suck at his own pace, shuddering now and then as the boy's sharp teeth gently scraped along the sides of his shaft. It felt so wonderful to him. A few hours ago he was frustrated at the thought of going an entire week without any sex and now this beautiful boy had come into his life. Soon the boy's head was increasing in speed and the massive cock was banging against the back of his throat like a battering ram of flesh. The boy was not afraid, although the throbbing thing nearly made him choke each time it hit against his tonsils. He sucked for dear life. Ed was enjoying the boy's eager sucking. He stroked the boy's hair and swayed back and forth to the boy's sucking motions. He knew he was about to fill that pretty face with cum. He felt he ought to warn the boy of the impending ejaculation so that he could either prepare to swallow the load or pull off just before it happened. He knew it was the boy's first time and he neither expected or would force the child to swallow his load he knew was forthcoming. "Listen Dean, I'm about to shoot," he started. "You don't have to go any further if you don't want to. You can stop now and finish me off with your hand if you'd like." The boy neither stopped nor did he slow his actions. His small head began to pound into the cock with even greater force and speed. The mad rhythm of his pummeling made Ed's entire body shake. Ed's hands suddenly gripped the bed sheets so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The boy gripped the man's legs, his fingernails digging into the flesh as he continued his relentless sucking on the man's massive cock. Ed's eyes rolled back into his head as orgasm hit him. He quickly grabbed the boy's head, pulled his shaft out until only the head remained in the boy's mouth just as his sperm made its mad rush through the sperm tube and flooded out into the boy's mouth. His legs closed tightly against the boy's head as his dick pumped what felt like gallons of sperm into the boy's mouth. It was to much for the boy, he swallowed frantically but it still began to dribble from between his lips. The boy gurgled and choked slightly but continued swallowing as fast as he could, still trying to force his head further down onto that shooting cock. Finally the orgasm subsided and Ed relaxed his grip on the boy's head, his dick slipping from between the boy's lips with a loud pop. The boy sat there, breathing heavily and smiling like a Cheshire Cat. "I don't believe it," he said. "I did it, I actually did it!" "Oh yeah my little boy, you did it all right." Ed replied. "Never have I had a more gratifying head-job than what you just gave me." Ed lay back on the bed. He couldn't believe the pleasure he had just experienced from the small boy. Dean climbed up on the bed, laying next to him and wrapping his arms around the man's chest. He sighed softly as the man stroked his hair lovingly. Ed could feel the boy's rock hard dick poking his leg and wanted to feel it plunging in and out of his ass with the same force the boy had shown while sucking him off. He reached for the boy, lifting him off the bed and placed him on top of his own body, straddling his face. The boy yelped in surprise as he felt his cock being quickly sucked into Ed's hot mouth again. The man wrapped his lips around the head of the boy's sex and gently sucked at it. She nibbled the sensitive flange around the head of the boy's organ, making him shiver each time his teeth scraped against his cock. He reached under the boy's dick and pulled at his nuts while he worked him over. He thrilled to the softness of the boy's scrotal sac and the warm life inside of it. It made him melt inside with the thought of holding a young boy's nuts in his hand. Dean was enjoying the loving gentle work being performed on his cock. He hadn't known that sex could feel this good. He had shot off thousands of time when he played with himself or when he and his brother jerked each other off but that had always been fast and furious. The way Ed worked on him was more relaxing, more deeply satisfying. He knew that when he finally came, it would be wild beyond belief. Ed slurped at the boy's juicy dick for a while and then pulled off, licking up and down the root of his dick for a while. He reached out and gave him a few gentle pulls, which made the boy stiffen and sit straight up. He could tell from the tension in the boy's young legs that he was ready to cum again. He kept his tongue away from the boy's penis, forcing himself to leave the boy's dick alone until his tension subsided. "Would you like to fuck me in my ass now?" he asked the panting boy. "Shit yes! Please let me do it! Right now Ed! Please!" he gasped. "Not so fast son," Ed added and smiled. "I want you to be slow and gentle, I want to really enjoy it. Does your mother have any Vaseline?" The boy quickly climbed off of him and darted out of the room, his outstretched dick pointing the way for him. In less than a minute he returned with the jar. Ed took a small handful of the lubricant and covered the boy's dick with it, caressing the warm dick and rubbing it with the stuff, making the boy convulse from his rubbing action. Ed rolled over on his stomach and instructed the boy to lay on top of him. The boy did as he was told, Ed reached behind him, grabbed the boy's dick and guided it into his hot hole. He told Dean to ease it into him, being gentle and slow. He pushed his pelvis towards him, watching Ed's face for any sign of disapproval. He saw none. Ed encouraged him in his work, telling him in warm whispers how good he was making him feel. He felt the boy's cock-shaft penetrating his ass, rubbing gently past his sphincter muscle, making him shiver with delight. The boy took his time easing himself into him until his sparse pubic hair was tangling with the sparse hair on Ed's ass. When the boy had impaled the man all the way up to his balls, he told him to begin moving in and out of his sucking hole, and he obeyed. He pumped into him to fast but slowed his pace when he saw that he wasn't quite satisfied. He was learning fast, Ed thought. He told the boy to gyrate his pelvis a little, scraping his cock-head against the soft, sensitive inner walls of his anal canal. The boy's dick felt like a pulsating, thrusting corkscrew fucking away inside of him. He began to move with the boy. Dean felt the man heating up, felt the manly flesh moving beneath him. It made him feel powerful to know that he was making this man writhe so hotly. He pulled his young tool almost out of him, then forced it all the way back in on each stroke. He heard the sucking sounds that emanated from the juncture of his cock and the man's hot, tight ass while he fucked into him. The sounds and scents of hot fucking filled the air in the room. This was more exciting than any sex act Dean ever imagined while pulling himself off in the privacy of his room. Ed reached behind him, grabbed the boy's long slender arms and wrapped them around his waist. The boy understood, he squeezed Ed around his waist and increased the strength and speed of his thrusts into him. His ass felt white-hot from the friction. He began to match the boy's pummeling movements, arching his back up off the bed and meeting the boy's downward thrusts. The pace of the fucking was slowly increasing as they both rose to the sexual heights of ecstasy. Soon the bed was bouncing, the pillows tossing and the sheets slipping and sliding beneath them. Dean felt his hot cum-filled testicles slapping up against Ed's hot tight ass. Ed felt the boy's hard-on stiff and unyielding inside his hot ass-channel, thrusting in and out of him with abandoned lust. Dean was beginning to sweat, beginning to pant. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were darting about the room, unable to fix on anything. As far as he could tell, there was nothing in the world now except this tight, hot-assed man he was fucking. He could hear Ed's moans of pleasure mingling with his own moans and gasps. Ed's body suddenly exploded with orgasm. His dick shooting off on its own accord. Blasting shot after creamy shot of male jism up against his belly and flooding down onto the bed sheets. He felt the boy blowing his wad into his hot ass at the same time he shot. He yelled out loud when he felt the boy's seed squirting up inside him. The boy slammed in right to the hilt, moaning loud and long as he came, feeling like his nuts were being pumped out of his body, being squeezed and forced out through his squirting sperm tube into the man's ass. His breathing was fast and short. Ed could feel the boy's breath on the back of his neck. The air was full of their low sounds of love. A stillness surrounded them, shutting out the rest of the world. It was no wonder they didn't see or hear the figure standing there in the doorway. Steve had been standing in the bedroom doorway for a long time, not daring to move a muscle or make a sound. He was staring bug- eyed at the wild goings-on on the bed. He had trouble believing what he saw. He had awakened with a raging piss-hard and went to drain it. He hadn't even noticed that his younger brother wasn't in bed. He stumbled to the bathroom half asleep and drained his dick and it was at that time, his head begin to clear and he heard the low moans coming from the room adjacent to the toilet. He opened the bedroom door and was greeted with the shock of his young life. It looked like his brother had his dick stuck in the neighbor's ass. But that couldn't really be! He just stood there staring, wondering if he was dreaming and if not, would they notice him there. He knew that a guy was supposed to shove his dick into a girls cunt and pound away until he squirted cum inside of her. Him and his brother had jacked off a lot together but had never even seen a real cunt before. They had some pictures of cunts and even a few of guys fucking them but they kept these photos a secret from their mom. Only bringing them up when they jacked off together. But this! He had never even heard of a guy fucking another guy up the ass yet alone witnessing it right here in his own home! He was amazed that Dean and Ed were doing it. A man old enough to be their own father. A strange feeling came over the fourteen year old. Least he thought it was strange at the time. The longer he watched the scene on the bed, the more he wished he could join in as well. His dick began to rise again in his shorts. After about five minutes of staring at Ed and his brother performing on the bed, he was incredibly horny himself. Ed turned his head dreamily towards the door, realizing there was a light coming from somewhere other than the small lamp. He yelled as if he was being murdered when he saw the figure standing there. He bolted from the bed, almost knocking Dean to the floor in the process. He quickly slammed the door in Steve's startled face, yelling at him through the door not to move. He turned to the boy still on the bed, his eyes filled with terror and shame and almost crying. Dean just stared back at him. He couldn't understand why Ed was so upset, it was only Steve. He didn't care if Steve was watching them. Why was Ed so upset. He just stayed there on the bed, on his knees, waiting for Ed to come back to bed and they could continue. "Come on Ed, lets do some more!" Dean suggested. "I'm all ready again!" And to Ed's amazement, he saw that the boy was indeed ready again, his dick stiff and tense in front of him, cum still dripping from it from his last ejaculation. He didn't know what to do. Part of him said jump back in bed with this amazingly virile young boy while another part of him told him to run from the house and never return. Not knowing which one to heed, he just stood there frozen into inaction. He couldn't move until he saw Dean scramble off the bed and walk towards him, a hot glow in his eyes. "No Dean! No more! Not now!" he spat out the words at the boy. When he saw the hurt look on the boy's face, he softened somewhat. It wasn't the boy's fault, he thought to himself. He made his own bed and he had to lie in it. He just wished he could lie in it alone, at least until he thought out his problems. He stared at the boy looking at him, the hurt and rejection clearly registering in his young eyes. "I think you had better go back to your room son," "Ed, why, what did I do wrong?" he whimpered. His dick rapidly deflating. "Please don't make me go, I want to do more, we still have time left before mom gets home." "No I said! No more tonight! I never ... I shouldn't have even ... oh God I'm such an idiot! We never should have done what we did!" "But why Ed? Why not? You didn't make me do it, I wanted to do it. Please don't feel bad about it now. Steve would never tell on us." "I'm sorry Dean, just go back to your room! We can never do this again! Not now! Not ever!" Dean stormed out of the guest room, down the hallway and slammed his bedroom door behind him. Steve was still standing outside the guest bedroom door, looking at Ed, wondering why he had slammed the door in his face so abruptly. Ed began getting dressed as the older boy watched him, not uttering a sound. Ed decided to speak. "I suppose there's no point in denying that you saw something in here, son." Ed said, his voice nervous and wavering. "However, it's finished now and you are to forget it, understand?" he asked, unable to look the boy in the eye. There was a long and nervous silence, during which Ed was unable to keep his obviously frightened eyes from wandering over the body of the young boy that stood before him. He couldn't help noticing how cute the boy was with the expression of wonder and confusion on his young face. He looked just like his younger brother. His youthful body was as perfectly tanned as his younger brothers was, probably no tan lines as well. Ed was afraid to think about what was going on in that innocent young mind, however, he could see clearly enough what was going on between his innocent young legs. He looked at the boy's crotch and beheld a lump that could only be caused by a hard penis swollen with excitement. If only Betty hadn't raised such sexually responsive kids, maybe he wouldn't be in the mess he's in right now. Still the boy didn't answer. "Do you understand son?" Ed asked once more, his voice returning to normal. Steve just looked him in the eye and nodded, he still couldn't speak. His mind was still reeling and trying to assemble and make sense out of what had just transpired in the last ten minutes of his life. Ed sent the boy back to his room as well. After hearing the room door close behind the boy, he quickly removed the cum- stained sheets from the bed and replaced them with fresh sheets from the hall closet. He took the soiled sheets home to wash later and quickly returned to the boy's home, then sat and waited for their mother to return home. Chapter 2 Ed's hands were so shaky he could barely pour himself a cup of coffee that morning. He hadn't slept at all that night. When the boy's mother returned home, she was surprised that he waited for her and thanked him over and over again. He had quickly excused himself and came home. He felt his head was about to explode from the headache he was experiencing that morning. He had taken about half a dozen Tylenol and waited for the pain to subside while he nervously drank his coffee. He looked at the clock seemingly every ten minutes, wondering when it was going to come, waiting for it to come, knowing that it was just a matter of time before Steve would tell his mother what happened that night, she would go stark-raving mad, call the police and they would come for him. He waited and cried. Felt his life was over. Wishing he hadn't done what he did that night. Wondering how could he have deflowered that young boy in the perverse manner that he did. The phone rang and he almost hit the ceiling. He nervously answered it and discovered it was only Jake. "Hey babe," Jake started. "Where the hell you been? I've been calling ever since I got here yesterday. What happened?" "Hi love," Ed replied. "I baby-sat for Betty last night. She had to work the night shift so I sat with her boys." "Oh I see," Jake added. "I saw those boys as we were pulling away, I wondered if they were hers. Well, just wanted you to know I made it here OK. You have the number here if you need me. Gotta go, bye babe." "Miss you love, cant wait for you to get back." Ed said and hung up. He wondered what would Jake think of him when he got back and found he had been locked up for molesting a child. He sat at the kitchen table still contemplating his next move. What could he possibly say to the boy's mother to justify what he did to her youngest son. She knows, he thought, surely she knows by now what I have done. He placed his head in his hands and wept. He continued sobbing for a long time, completely unaware that a set of eyes were watching him through the window of the kitchen door. Steve had come over carrying a freshly baked cherry pie his mother had made. He saw Ed crying so hard that the table actually shook from it. He could only guess that the man felt so incredible guilty about what happened last night. He wished he had never interrupted their fun. Dean was angry at him for waking up and coming in. He felt that because of his interference, Ed didn't want to play with him anymore. He could even see that his presence that night embarrassed and humiliated this man to no end. He had explained to Dean that he wasn't angry at him or Ed. He was just shocked by what he saw and he actually had intended on asking them if he could play too but Ed suddenly went ballistic as soon as he saw him. He watched the sobbing man for a few more minutes then gently knocked on the glass and stepped away from the door. Ed quickly wiped his eyes, and peered cautiously through the window. His heart almost stopped when he saw the older boy standing there. He reluctantly opened the door. "H-hi ... Ed ... sir," the boy stammered. "M-mom baked a pie for you in a-appreciation for your sitting with us last night. Please t-take it." "Thank you son," Ed replied, his voice noticeably sad and broken. Steve just stood there, hoping that maybe Ed would invite him inside. Ed just stared sadly at the pie, almost forgetting the boy was still standing quietly in front of him. He looked directly into the boy's eyes and saw not hatred or disgust or loathing for the man, but instead, a very compassionate and calm stare. "Would you like to come in Steve?" he asked. "I think we need to talk." "I'd like that very much Ed." he replied. The boy stepped inside, awkwardly nervous, and waited for Ed to close the door behind them. They sat at the table after Ed poured the boy a glass of milk and sliced a hunk of pie for him. He didn't really know how or where to begin with the boy. His mother baking the pie let him know right away that the boys had kept their mouths shut and not told her anything about the nights activities. "Steve ... I want to ... just," Ed had trouble finding the right words. "Shit! Steve, what I did to your brother last night was inexcusable. I'm ashamed of myself for it, I never should have laid a hand on him." Steve was very calmly eating pie and looking directly at Ed. Then he grinned at how uncomfortable the poor man looked. Ed saw the boy's expression change suddenly and wondered what was going on. "Why are you smiling son?" "Are you kidding me Ed? I sure don't know what the hell you're feeling so ashamed about. Dean had the time of his life. He told me every single detail that went on and he thinks you're the greatest thing since Nintendo!" Ed just sat there wide-eyed and mouth gaping as the boy went on and on, outlining what had happened and all the details his brother told him about after he got back to his bedroom. He explained that Dean was heartbroken that Ed had suddenly turned on him and sent him away. He explained how he was being blamed for what happened and he wanted Ed to know that what happened that night would never, ever be revealed to his mother. All he wanted was for him to keep doing with Dean the same things that they had done that night. Ed didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe that he was face to face with a fourteen year old boy begging him to have sex with his thirteen year old brother. This was a trap, it had to be. This couldn't hardly be happening. "And what do you get out of this deal?" Ed asked the boy. "This isn't a bribe Ed." the boy continued. "You made my brother very happy. Neither of us has been all that happy since our dad died. He loves you Ed and he loved what you guys did together. He didn't get hurt so neither of us see the harm in it. Please don't feel bad about what you did. I saw you crying through your window and I think you're punishing yourself worse than we ever could." Ed was touched by the honesty and compassion coming from such a young boy. He begin to feel like a new man again. He felt he could trust these boys to keep their activities secret. He noticed the boy still staring at him. The same stare he had last night in the bedroom. He had suspected then the boy wanted some of the same action that he had seen him and his brother engaged in. He let his gaze slowly travel down to the boy's crotch and noticed a distinct bulge present there. His mouth watered as he thought about sucking this boy off right on the kitchen table. He gazed back into the boy's eyes and detected a wanting look in them. The boy's Adam's-apple bobbed suddenly in his throat, hoping that maybe Ed would see the look in his eyes and possibly consider him as well. He felt the boy wanted something for his trip over. He knew he couldn't send the boy home in his present state, his mother would notice immediately. "Stand up son," Ed said softly, watching the boy leap to his feet without hesitation. Ed looked around first, quickly drew the curtains on the kitchen window and the door. Steve watched in quiet anticipation as Ed slowly undressed him. Ed removed the boy's shirt, marveling at the strong firm chest of the boy. He then removed the boy's sneakers one at a time. The boy wore no socks. He then rubbed the bulge in the front of the boys cut-offs, causing him to squirm and sigh in pleasure. He then unzipped the fly and slowly slid the cut-offs down his slender long legs. The sudden release of the boy's dick from the cut-offs caused the soft material of his undershorts to push way out in front of him. They both stared at it for a minute, watching it throb and pulse with each heartbeat of the boy. Ed leaned forward and engulfed the cock, undershorts and all, with his mouth, The boy moaned loudly as he felt the hot wetness surrounding his dick. Ed sucked contentedly on the boy's dick through his undershorts until the cotton was soaked with his saliva. The boy was ecstatic with pleasure as this man sucked his swollen dick. He reached down, grabbing the man's broad shoulders and steadying himself. Ed sucked him for another minute then released his dick. The cotton fabric of the boy's undershorts were hot and wet. Ed slowly removed them from the boy's body, watching the dick spring out and nearly slap him in the face. He immediately dove down again, taking the entire length into his mouth, plunging completely down until his forehead slammed into the boy's belly. "Jesus Christ!," Ed heard the boy yell out as he sucked him completely in. Ed reached between the boy's long, slender legs and cupped his throbbing balls in his hand. He fondled them lovingly and soon the tempo of his sucking increased two-fold. He could feel the boy's legs becoming wobbly and felt the child would collapse. He quickly grabbed the boy's buttocks, never once breaking the suction action on his tender dick, lifted the boy up and laid him down on the kitchen table. The boy's arms fell to his sides, his legs dangling off the edges of the table and he let Ed have him without a word of protest. His eyes began to flutter as he began to experience the best blow-job of his young life. "GNUUGGGH! Christ, you're sucking my cock! oh damn! oh fuck! I don't believe it! UUNNGGHH!" He grabbed Ed's head and began humping, unable to control his reaction to Ed's greedily sucking mouth. This was too good. Dean had told him how well Ed sucked his dick last night. He would never doubt his little brother ever again. This blow-job was by far better than any he had ever gotten from a girl. Shivers shot up his spine and his asshole puckered as the man slurped wetly on his aching dick, drawing his cum from his balls. "Oh fuck! Jeezz, Ed! Suck me! Suck me!" Ed's head was bobbing wildly. He clutched at the back of the boy's thighs with both hands as he slipped his mouth back and forth on the tender dick before him, sloshing his tongue all around the tender joint. His own body was afire with new lust, a lust he thought had died, killed instantly when he was discovered by this very same boy last night. All he could think about now was his feverish desire to have this boy squirt hot cum in his cock-torturing mouth, and he was doing everything he could to make it happen! His face was contorted as he sucked and pulled on the boy's tender member. Just like his younger brother, his thick young shaft was so delicious it was almost unbelievable, as he knew his cum would be as well. His lips made smacking sounds on the boy's rod as he sloshed his tongue over the spongy head and strove to draw the sweet sperm from his nuts. "KKKEEERRRIIISSSTTT!" the boy cried out. He was pumping quickly, pushing his swollen throbbing tool between Ed's lips as he sucked on it fiercely. He could feel his cum boiling in his balls and flowing up through his groin to the base of his dick. "Suck me! Suck me off! Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Steve wailed loudly. The tendons on his neck stood out and his eyes squinted as he watched his cock plunge in and out of Ed's mouth. The instant the huge pole began swelling between his lips, Ed started to swallow, and was prepared for the geyser of semen that shot into his mouth. It came in spurts, the boy's dick jerking violently each time a jet of liquid shot out, spraying his tonsils. He swallowed thirstily, drinking the boy's glorious fluid, savoring every precious drop the boy had to offer him. After sucking the last drops of cream from the boy's dick, Ed licked the pulsating peter clean before standing up and looking down at the satiated young boy laying spread-eagled and semi- conscious on his kitchen table. "My God Steve, when was the last time you've cum?" He asked, having trouble believing that the boy shot as much as he did. It was even more than his younger brother had shot into him. Steve was still shaking as he replied, "I just did it this morning Ed. I got so horny after Dean told me all the stuff you did to him, I just had to jerk off." "As much sperm as you shot son, I thought maybe it had been weeks since the last time you had cum!" When the boy sat up, moaning, Ed grabbed a beer from the fridge, dropped into a chair and took a long drink from it. He watched Steve's dick continue to throb at full erection, showing no signs at all of going down, even after that massive eruption he had just had. He was amazed the boy could still remain so hard after such a powerful ejaculation. "Steve, I know this came as a surprise to you, but at the same time, I think you liked it. You haven't been sucked off very much before, have you?" "Well, no, not really, a few times by some of the girls in our old neighborhood, but nothing, I mean nothing like what you just did." "Girls Hun? Tell me, Steve, have you ever fucked a girl?" he said, surprised at his own coolness in asking the boy that. "No, I-I've never screwed a girl before," the boy said, swallowing hard. "I've done other things though, like just fooling around with them." "Like what, son?" He coughed nervously. "Well, I mean, like, you know, eating girls and things." He turned red with embarrassment. "That's the main reason we had to move. I caught got eating the girl next door in our old neighborhood and her mother threatened to call the cop's on us." "OK, I see." Ed replied. He felt he should stop questioning the boy any further. It was obvious he was embarrassed and ashamed about what happened in his last neighborhood. "Did you enjoy watching your brother fuck my ass last night, Steve?" "Boy did I ever, I mean, he looked like he was having the time of his life too." "Do you think you'd like to try it sometime as well?" Ed asked, nervous and sweating. The boy swallowed hard, his dick jerked up spasmodically. "I sure would, Ed, I'd like that very much. Have you ever fucked a boy in the ass before?" Now it was Ed's turn to swallow hard. He could feel his own dick rising and straining in his pants. "No, Steve, I've never fucked a young boy before." The boy was silent for a moment. He just sat there, watching his dick bob up and down with each beat of his heart. He wondered if he had fucked Dean last night. Dean swore that he hadn't but he wasn't sure if his little brother had just wanted to keep that information from him. "Do you think we could try it right now, if that's OK with you I mean." "Oh my boy," Ed replied, his heart beating like a trip-hammer. "I would love that." Ed helped the boy down off that table and gathered his clothes together. He felt the master bed would be much more comfortable for the both of them. He followed the boy upstairs, playfully reaching between his legs and tickling his firm little balls and making him giggle in the process. The boy glanced back at him wickedly. He was quickly losing a lot of his shyness and feeling much more relaxed in the man's presence. He directed the boy to the bedroom and began to immediately undress. The boy sat on the side of the bed and lay back resting on his elbows, his dick lying perpendicular against his belly. He watched Ed in fascination as he undressed. He could hardly wait to see that monster-sized dick he had seen just last night. Ed could see the same look of anticipation in Steve's eyes as he saw in his brothers. When his boxers came off and his cock sprang into the view, he heard the boy gasp out loud. He walked over towards the bed. The boy just sat there, mouth gaping, head slowly shaking back and forth. He had seen Ed's cock last night in all its glory but he still felt he had been dreaming. Even in the dirty magazines he had snitched from their dads drawer from time to time before he died, he and his brother had never seen a cock as large on the men in the magazines as he had witnessed last night or at this very moment. Ed took the boy's hand and guided it to his rock-hard post. He gasped when the boy's warm hand gently grasped it. Wasting no time, the horny boy began stroking up and down on it, driving the man nuts. The boy was lost in the haze that began to cloud his brain, all he could see was the massive cock before him and he leaned towards it. The urge to taste it was overpowering. He flicked out his tongue like a lizard, licking the tip of it, circling his tongue around the spongy head. Ed began to tremble with excitement. The boy slowly lowered himself to the floor, resting on his knees. He reached up with both hands, taking the prick and slipping his head over the tip, sucking in as much as he could. He had the shaft part ways into his mouth and was stroking the remainder of it with his hot little hands. Ed was furiously running his hands through the boy's thick blonde hair, tangling his fingers in it, massaging the scalp, trying to contain himself while the boy was engaged in his first blow-job. The boy was inexperienced, he could easily tell that, but that inexperience was still driving him to the brink of ecstasy. He was enjoying this oral sex tremendously but more than anything, he wanted to be fucked by this boy. The fucking his brother gave him last night was wonderful, that went without saying, but, when he set eyes on the cock that Steve carried between those young, slender legs of his, he knew he had to have it plunging in and out of his ass. The boy's cock was by far thicker and longer than his younger brothers. There was only a years difference in ages between the boys but Steve's cock was about an inch thicker and definitely a good two inches longer than Dean's. The boy's father must have been sexually gifted as well to spawn two such gorgeous and well hung boys. He gently and most reluctantly pulled the boy's head off his cock and led him to the king-sized bed. The boy immediately got in with him, not uttering a word. He watched as the man reached into the night table and pulled out a jar of Vaseline from it. He scooped out a handful and coated the boy's straining dick. He could tell from the boy's reaction to his touch that he was close to cuming again, and so soon after his orgasm only ten minutes ago. He released the boy's penis, rolled over on his stomach and motioned him to climb on top. A moaning cry of pleasure came from deep within Steve's throat as he got down on his knees and leaned forward behind Ed's ass. His eyes rested briefly on Ed's rectal passage, his dick jerked as he thought about inserting it into the inviting passageway. He grabbed his greased dick, gave it a gentle squeeze and pushed the head of it inside of Ed's beckoning ass. His cock slid slowly in all the way to his balls. Steve dropped down against Ed's back, feeling the incredible tightness squeezing and milking his cock. He slipped his hands around Ed's waist and began thrusting downward into him, spearing the hot slick tube with his cock. "GGGNNNUUUGGGGHHH! Oh! Jeez! Christ! Ed, I didn't know it would feel this g-g-good! Oh wow! Ahhh!" "Baby!" Ed groaned with glee as he felt the thick member penetrating his ass. The muscle of his ass closed tightly around the boy's shaft as he drove into him, time after time again! "Steve! Oh Lord! What a big beautiful cock you have! You're hung like a horse my boy!" The boy pressed his cheek against Ed's back and sobbed softly with happiness as he felt the tight sheath of his hot ass squeeze his throbbing piston. Ed's hole was hot and deep and it caressed his dick like a hungry mouth. The boy shivered all over as he stabbed the man's ass with his prong, cramming it in to the hilt, then slipping it out until only the head was buried. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! Oh, jeeezz Ed, it feels so incredible!" "OH YES MY BOY ... I KNOW!!" Ed cried out. His fingernails dug into the mattress as he hunched his ass up to meet the boy's plunging shaft. He began swirling his hips, gyrating his ass on the massive pole, forcing it to ream his anal tube. He could feel his own cock beginning to pulse, being rubbed back and forth mercilessly between his belly and the hard mattress as the boy fucked him with incredible force. "FUCK ME STEVE! FUCK ME MY BOY! I'M GONNA SHOOT! AHHH GOD!!" The boy was delirious with ecstasy as he buried his tingling spike into the man's asshole. The fiery tunnel squeezed and gripped his shaft, sliding over it deliciously as he pumped with quick jerking motions. The boy's crotch banged repeatedly against the man's ass and sent tingles throughout his swollen nuts. "I'M CUMING!" The man cried out as orgasm suddenly hit him. His body arched high off the bed, nearly throwing the humping boy from him but he hung on for dear life as the man bucked. Ed fell back down onto the bed, humping the mattress madly as he heard the boy scream and felt him explode inside his ass. The boy's firm body stiffened, shuddered violently and began humping at incredible speed as his sperm shot out of him. Ed moaned over and over each time a spray of semen washed his insides. The boy was cuming again and again, bathing his asshole with white-hot flaming arrows of sperm. He felt the boy shudder one last time, then slump down on top of him. His small chest was heaving and his legs were twitching as he lay there, waiting to return to normal. "Did you like that, Stevie?" "Jeez, yeah!" the boy groaned. "I came awful hard, I didn't think it would ever stop!" "That's good, my boy. It should be like that every time." Ed replied. After a few more minutes of resting on top of Ed, the boy rolled off onto the bed, laying on his back, his swollen dick pointing skyward. Ed rolled over on his back as well, looking at the boy who had just given him the best cornholing he's had in years. He leaned over and kissed the boy full on the lips. Steve was surprised by this at first but quickly recovered, returning the kiss. Ed could see the boy's cock hadn't gone down one bit as well. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around the throbbing shaft. It was incredibly hot, it almost had a life all of its own. The longer Ed held it, the hotter it got. The boy shuddered when Ed ran his thumb over the now, extremely sensitive head of his dick. The boy looked casually over at the night stand, grabbed the jar of Vaseline and took a large scoop with his small hand. He sat up and began coating Ed's semi-hard member with the Vaseline. Ed realized immediately what the boy was up to. His dick began rising again as he watched the boy working his king-size phallus. The boy straddled the man's body, using the excess Vaseline on his fingers he forced the rest of it into his own tight little boy-hole. "Well ... are you ready Ed?" the boy asked quietly. "Oh yes, my boy. I am if you're sure you are." Ed replied "OK, I'm ready too. Just remember though, this is my first time," the boy added, glancing back at the huge monster he was about to take inside of him. "Try not to hurt me if you can help it." The boy slid back a little and guided Ed's greased cockhead to the opening of his little asshole. Ed shuddered the second his tip made contact with the opening. The boy swallowed hard and sat back further on it, his young face grimaced slightly as he felt the tip slide in. He stopped momentarily, breathing rapidly and proceeded a little more. A slight moan erupted from him as he felt the shaft slide in deeper, forcing his hole to expand, feeling his ass muscles contracting involuntarily, trying to force this intruder out but he kept forcing more of the shaft into him. Ed was beside himself with pleasure. Never had he felt such tightness and heat surrounding his manhood before. The boy's ass was squeezing his cock so tight he felt the skin would come right off. He kept staring at the boy's cute face as he entered him. Watching for any signs of deep discomfort the boy might feel so he could withdraw. He could see the intense look of determination on the boy's face to take every bit of his cock into that small orifice of his. The boy continued sliding down on the thick hard shaft more and more until he felt pressure on his insides. He tried to push further down but the pressure increased. He knew then that this was it, he had hit bottom. He reached back and was still almost able to feel Ed's cock shaft with his bare hand. He had taken most of the man's hard dick into him but his little boy-ass just couldn't fit it all in. He looked pitifully into Ed's eyes. The man understood. "It's OK son, you took more than enough. Don't feel bad about it, just enjoy it, and don't hurt yourself." Ed slowly set upright , allowing the boy to move into a much more comfortable position and allowing him to support most of his weight on his hands. The boy gently wrapped his legs around Ed's body and began an experimental humping action on the man's hard cock. He shuddered at first, it did hurt a little but quickly subsided. His ass muscles were still trying involuntarily to push Ed's cock from it. His body tensed once more, he bit his lip and began humping up and down, riding the man's cock for all he was worth. "OH GOD STEVIE ... AHHHH!" Ed screamed in both pain and pleasure. Even with the boy's ass and his cock thoroughly greased with lubricant, the friction from the boy's tight ass was literally ripping the skin off his thrusting cock. He grabbed the boy by the waist and held on, trying to endure the heat and tightness that surrounded his dick. He knew at this rate he couldn't last long. He could feel his hot nuts pushing further up into his abdomen as the boy humped him without mercy, wailing from the pleasure of his first ass fuck. "OH JEEEZZ, ED! OH FUCK! IT HURTS BUT IT FEELS GREAT TOO! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" the boy had his eyes closed, he felt like his asshole was being ripped apart by this flag-pole of a cock that was invading him. His dick was being squashed between their bellies as he embraced the man. The friction was more than his young dick could take and he began to spurt again. "FUCK, ED! I'M SHOOTING AGAIN!" "DO IT STEVIE! DON'T STOP, MY BOY!" Ed moaned as the boy rode him. The boy was out of control, humping him as hard as he could. He could feel his shaft slip deeper and deeper into the boy's ass each time he slammed down on him. "Oh my God," he thought. "I have to stop him before he injures himself, I have to." It was to late though. Ed's body suddenly convulsed, he felt his balls explode and his cum made its mad dash through his sperm tube, flash-flooding out into the boy. Steve stopped humping for only a second, feeling the liquid pouring into him, then started humping the man again, squeezing his ass muscle as tight as he could, milking the groaning man dry of every drop of his cum. He finally collapsed into the man's arms, his breathing erratic, his little ass still impaled on the massive shaft. Ed felt his entire life-force had been sucked out of him by this precious little boy. He was startled that the boy was so quiet and motionless. "Dear God," he thought. "I've killed him, I've killed him!" The boy was lifeless in his arms. He quickly withdrew his satisfied cock from the boy's ass and lay him gently on the bed. The boy's eyes were still closed but he noticed that the child was at least still breathing. He looked at the boy's crotch. His dick had shrank back to normal. Finally, after three thundering climaxes, the boy's cock had finally returned to its flaccid state. "Stevie, son. Talk to me son." Ed pleaded, his voice cracking. "I'm OK Ed, just really exhausted right now. How did I do?" Ed grabbed the boy in a tight embrace and held him. "You were wonderful my boy. For a moment, I thought I had killed you." "Killed me?" the boy giggled. "With your dick? That would be one for the murder files all right?" The boy suddenly realized he had been gone for almost two hours. His mother might come over and wonder what's keeping him. "I'd better get back home, Ed. Will you think about what I said earlier though?" "Yes my boy, I'll give it a lot of thought. Please tell Dean that I'm not upset anymore and would like to see him tomorrow after school if he has the time." "I sure will Ed, and thank you." To be on the safe side. Ed made the boy take a quick shower to get the smell of sex off his body before he went home. After drying the boy thoroughly and combing his hair, he looked presentable enough to leave and not arouse suspicion. After the boy left, Ed fixed himself a Jack Daniels and slumped down on the living room couch. He felt more satisfied now than he'd felt in years. He couldn't believe the fuck he had just gotten, and from a kid to boot! Jake would shit a solid gold brick if he found out that a fourteen year old kid had him beat when it came to fucking. Everything was working out perfectly. He could train Steve with that big cock of his to fuck like a stallion and satisfy his insatiable craving for sex. If only Jake had the same stamina and eagerness of those two neighbor boys, then all would be right in his life. He now thought what to do about Dean. He had literally broken the little boy's heart by the way he treated him last night. It wasn't the child's fault. He knew he had no right to speak to him the way he did. He was determined to make it right, whatever the cost! Chapter 3 Dean had been sullen most of that day. Steve didn't dare tell him what happened between him and Ed when he delivered the pie. He felt this might only enrage his little brother. He knew he had to figure out a clever and innocent way to get Dean over to Ed's house. It wasn't going to be easy. Even though the boy enjoyed the sex games in bed with the neighbor man, the way he turned on the boy and sent him away hurt his little brother rather deeply, not to mention, confused him as well. There's nothing quite like having a person seemingly pissed off at you and you have absolutely no idea why. They boarded the school bus together and sat quietly during the entire ride. This was much nicer than having to get up at six in the morning to wait for the school bus. They had started their new school about two weeks prior to their move. The only problem was that a special shuttle bus had to be sent far over to their old neighborhood to pick them up and make the long commute to school. This was much better because they got to sleep in later and the school was less than a fifteen minute ride from their new home. After they were picked up, the bus drove down their street another block and picked up a few more kids. "Ed had been right," Dean thought. "There sure weren't many kids in their subdivision." When the bus left their subdivision, it had picked up a total of five other kids. two boys and three girls. They scattered themselves throughout the bus and one girl sat across from the two brothers. She looked over at them and smiled, immediately drawing Steve's attention. Dean semi-smiled back, not really feeling in much of a sociable mood at all that morning. During the entire trip, Dean noticed Steve and the girl constantly exchanging glimpses and smiles between each other. "Oh brother!" he thought. * * * * * "DEAN!" ... the voice of Mrs. Dennis, his third period Geometry teacher echoed through the classroom/ "Yes Mrs. Dennis." the startled boy responded, suddenly remembering where he was. "I asked you for the answer to problem twenty-six. Do you know it or don't you?" she asked impatiently. "Umm ... err," the boy started, trying to locate the problem quickly on his page. "Uh, y-yes Mrs. Dennis, t-that ... answer ... is ... thirty-three degrees." The teacher looked slightly disappointed, then sighed. "That is correct young man, very good. But try to pay attention from now on." "Yes Mrs. Dennis," the boy replied, hearing a few of the students giggling and feeling embarrassed about her catching him daydreaming. For the past two days, his mind had been on nothing but Ed and the wonderful things they had done together. He couldn't believe how fulfilling that having sex with him was. Ever since that night, he had been hornier than a three-peckered goat and jerking-off every opportunity he got. It felt good but he never once achieved the sexual sensations that he had experienced while with Ed. His anger with his older brother had finally subsided and he had begun to speak with him again late last night. He had been so bitter with him for showing up when he did and making Ed turn against him. Shortly after Ed had made him return to his room, Steve had come in a few minutes later and Dean was on his bed, crying. Steve had tried so hard to comfort the upset boy. Dean related all the things that him and Ed had done together and said it was all his fault for barging in on them and Ed was gone and would probably never come back or even speak to him again. He wished he could take back the mean things he had said to his brother. Everything was just so jumbled up in his head at the time, it all happened so quickly and he didn't know or understand what, how or why it had to be that way. Dean saw Steve in the lunchroom and sat next to him. "Listen, Steve, I'm really sorry for the things I said to you. I know you didn't mean to walk in on us and I'm not angry with you anymore." That's great Dean," Steve replied. "I'm sure glad you aren't, when I went over to Ed's yesterday, we had a really cool talk about what happened. I told him it was OK and neither of us would ever tell our mother what went on that night. I think that's why he got so upset. He figured mom would never understand the things we ... I mean ... you guys did together. You know how mom's are? Ed asked me to ask you if you wouldn't mind stopping by there after school today. He wants to apologize for yelling at you last night." "Wow, does he really? that's so cool. I'll stop by after I do my homework. Sure hope we can still be friends." "I'm sure you will be," Steve remarked, stifling a giggle. For the rest of the day, Dean was walking on air. The news Steve told him was the best thing that had happened to him that day... so far. He thought it was so cool that Ed still wanted to be his friend. He would understood if Ed didn't want to play the sex games anymore, even as much fun as they were. He just wanted to be Ed's friend more than anything else. On the way home from school, Dean found himself sitting alone. Steve was sitting and talking to the girl he had been making goo- goo eyes at that morning. They seemed to be getting along pretty well in fact. He listened to their chat and annoying giggles and rolled his eyes from time to time. The bus stopped on her street to drop her off and Steve was getting off the bus with her. "Hey, where ya going Steve?" Dean asked. "Umm ... I'm gonna walk Jenny home." he said, noticeably fidgety. "She just lives a few doors down from here and I'll walk home from there. Tell mom I'll be home soon, OK?" "OK, see ya later then." Dean replied as the bus doors shut. He began quietly singing to himself, "Stevie's got a girlfriend ... Stevie's got a girlfriend." The bus dropped Dean off a few minutes later. He dashed into the house, kissed his mom hello, took the stairs two at a time up to his bedroom and started on his homework the minute he changed out of his school clothes. "Where's Steve?" he heard his mother yell to him from downstairs. "He walked some girl home from the bus stop, said he'd be home later." he replied. "Oh my God," she thought, and nervously lit a cigarette. * * * * * "Wanna soda, Steve?" the girl asked. "Sure, that'd be swell," the boy responded, watching every move she made. He couldn't believe his luck. He had noticed this girl on the bus this morning. He had English and study hall with her and during study hall they talked a lot about the school activities and she was telling him about all the friends she had and all the cool girls who noticed him and Dean when they started going there. Then the shock came when she had asked him if he had ever made it with a girl. He felt his heart skip a beat with that question and told her no. She had leaned over and told him she wanted to suck him off after school and that was all the inspiration he needed. Her parents were still at work and they were all alone. On the way home, she had her hand inside his jacket pocket, rubbing his dick through his jeans and it almost drove him nuts. Normally Dean would tag along with him everywhere he went but today he was so obsessed with seeing Ed again, he wasn't even interested in following him to the girls house. He couldn't believe his luck. They finished their soda and started to her bedroom when the doorbell rang. His first thought was, "Oh no, Dean followed me here. Shit!" "Hi Tina," Jenny said as she opened the door. "Hi Jenny, I rode my bike as fast as I could," Tina replied, looking starry-eyed at Steve, "You did it, you actually got him to come." "Well, not yet," Jenny giggled. "Soon though." Steve was flabbergasted. "What the hell!" he said. "What gives?" "This is my friend Tina," Jenny responded. "You might say, we're kind of the Welcome Wagon for all the new and cute boys that move in over here." "Oh wow," Steve said, as the two girls led him to Jenny's room and shut the door. Excitement surged through Steve's veins as he watched the two girls immediately began to undress. His mouth dropped open when Jenny slipped out of her bra and tossed it in his face. His hands shook as he brought the bra up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He stared at Jenny's full chest. "Christ! she's got a set of knockers," he said to himself. Steve's eyes darted to Tina's chest. It was somewhat flatter and his gaze quickly returned to Jenny's, who was now pulling down her panties to reveal her fur-crested pubic mound. The sight of the girls young pussy made his dick strain so hard in his jeans that it began to ache. He unconsciously reached down and rubbed the throbbing head of his organ to relieve the fantastic tension in his groin. "Ummmmm!" moaned Jenny, watching the boy rubbing his crotch. "Hold on there lover-boy, wait for us." "We have a very secret club." Jenny explained. "The members in our club experiment and learn everything there is to know about sex. Once you join, you have to always keep it secret. Any member that tells and adult about the club and what we do in it will suffer a terrible punishment from all of us. We wanted you and your brother in our club the first day you enrolled in our school. Do you want to join?" "Yes," Steve said without hesitation. "I'm not sure if my brother is ready yet though, I mean, you know, I'm not sure if he's really noticed girls all that much yet." "Well, whenever you think he's ready, the invitation is there. You say he doesn't seem to like girls ... does he like boys instead?" she asked. Steve began to blush. "I'm not really sure about that yet, you know, he's still a kid." "Well," Jenny continued. "What I was getting at is we have girls and boys in our club as well. Some of the girls have sex with other girls and some of the boys have sex with other boys too. We're all equal here so he doesn't have to feel embarrassed. We're all friends here." "That sounds like a really cool club to me," Steve said. He slowly began taking off his clothes. Two pairs of eyes watched him as he disrobed. Tina had seen her little brother naked many times before but he was only three years old. The girls eyes were glued to his crotch as he pulled his pants down, then his undershorts. Jenny and Tina were staring open-mouthed at the largest organ they had ever seen on a fourteen year old boy. He was by far the biggest of all the other boys in their club. Jenny's curiosity was boundless. Goose pimples raced across her skin as she stared at Steve's erect glistening cock. Her eyes took in every inch of its thick, throbbing surface; the pink, swollen head, the ridge of flesh just below the inflated tip, the smooth, wet shaft and the light ring of curly brown pubic hair around the base. How she longed to reach out and touch it! An idea suddenly ignited in her excited mind. "All new members have to be thoroughly examined," she announced, boldly walking over to the naked fourteen year old boy and reaching out to grasp his quivering penis in her hand. "Hey, Gee!" Steve gasped when the thrill of having her warm hand grasp his aching dick raced through his body. A raging fire seemed to spring to life between Jenny's legs when she held the boy's organ in her hand! It was damp and sticky to her touch, and she could feel his heart pulsing along his excited shaft! "Gee, you have a nice dick!" she exclaimed, squeezing the live organ affectionately in her hand. "Hey, I'm next!" Tina said, moving up beside Jenny, nudging her away from the boy's trembling body and reaching out to grasp the boy's penis in her own hand. Tina's grasp was less gentle and more energetic than Jenny's had been. The firmness of her hand made the boy groan. Completely uninhibited, Tina reached down with her other hand to examine Steve's balls. She cupped them in her hand and then fondled them. The way his body trembled in response to her caresses made her all the more excited. "Can I kiss your dick?" Tina asked, with an excited giggle. She didn't even wait for the boy to reply. She dropped to her knees in front of the boy and planted a warm wet kiss firmly on the spongy head of his throbbing organ. She began licking Steve's shaft with long wet swipes of her young tongue. Its vaguely salty flavor excited the young girls sexual taste-buds. Pursing her lips, she captured the straining head of his cock between them and began drawing it into her mouth. "Holy Christ!" Steve moaned. Her warm probing tongue and her hot mouth surrounding his pulsing organ sent thrilling shock waves racing through his veins. "Her mouth was so tight," he though, "tighter than Ed's by a long shot!" "Does that feel good?" Tina asked, slipping his hard penis out of her mouth for a sec. "Like, WOW!" Steve gasped as she quickly surrounded it with her lips and sucked it once again deep into her throat. Jenny could hardly contain the fire in her young loins as she watched her best friend taking the boy's long hard shaft into her mouth like a greedy calf feeding on its mothers teat! She could still feel the stickiness of his prick on her hand. It was burning holes in her flesh. "Do you know how to kiss a girl like that Steve?" she asked in a breathless voice. "Sure!" Steve panted, his eyes half-closed. "Do you want to kiss my pussy, Steve?" Jenny said suggestively, the pleading tone in her excited young voice leaving no doubt that she wanted him to. "Yes, please yes!" Steve gasped louder, his cock straining with desire as the young girl sucked it enthusiastically. His knees were already weak and wobbly when Jenny dropped to the floor and began pulling him down beside her. Tina followed Steve down, never letting his delicious dick out of her eager mouth on the journey. Steve was flat on his back and Jenny assumed a squatting position over his face. She lowered her body until her pussy was pressed the boy's face. The contact of his nose against her groin sent waves of passion flooding through her. Tina was running Steve's hard prick in and out of her hungry mouth, her young body trembling with excitement. Jenny was straddling Steve's face, watching Tina work on his prick while his darting tongue explored the mysteries of her sex. "AAAaaahhh!" Jenny moaned when the boy's tongue mashed against her sensitive clitoris to send sparks raging through her trembling body. Steve thought he was going to suffocate. Jenny's hot, wet pussy completely covered his mouth and nose and he had to gasp for air as he licked her excited sex. What was worse was that Tina's eager, warm, hungry mouth on his surging, throbbing prick was driving him crazy! His balls felt like they were so swollen they would burst! Jenny thought that she was going to faint every time Steve's tongue mashed against her clitoris. This was so exciting to her, and watching Steve's cock slide in and out of Tina's mouth seemed to double her excitement! She wanted to try that, take his prick deep into her throat, but not now. Now she wanted to let her body explode on his face. She reached up and fondled her throbbing nipples to relieve the incredibly delicious tensions building up in her young body. Young Tina couldn't understand why she was so excited! She loved having this throbbing shaft in her mouth, it seemed to transmit its increasing excitement to her body and she could feel her heart beating in unison with the pounding of his pulse along the length of his straining prick! "OOOOoooooooohhhh!!!" Jenny's excited moan of orgasm brought Tina's eyes up from her intense concentration on watching Steve's dick slide in and out of her mouth. She saw Jenny throw her head back as her body trembled and quaked above Steve's face, listening to the boy gulping and swallowing the juices that Jenny fed to him. At almost the same moment, Tina grabbed Steve's straining prick in both hands to hold it steady as it began jerking inside her mouth! Tina almost choked when the first jets of Steve's cum splashed into her throat. The child hadn't expected so much of it and the large volume of his hot juices flooding down her throat had caught her off-guard. Gamely, the girl swallowed and held onto his pounding shaft as he filled her with his excited fluids. "Oh God, that was so great!" Steve cried out. "Gee, that was neat!" Jenny sighed. "Can I try it?" Tina said excitedly as she slid his spent prick from her mouth. "Will you kiss me like that, Steve?" "Can I kiss your prick, Steve?" Jenny asked eagerly as she and Tina traded places on the boy's prone body. * * * * * Ed picked up the last batch of wet laundry from the washer and tossed it into the dryer. He saw the bed sheet from the night before and made a mental note to have one of the boys smuggle it back to their house undetected by their mother. He had just finished setting the timer on the dryer when the doorbell rang. He quickly looked at his watch and felt his heart began to race. He quickly put his bathrobe on. He normally worked about his house naked during the day. He usually hated wearing clothes unless he was expecting guests or going outdoors. "Could it be?" he thought to himself and hurried into the living room. Opening the door, he found Dean standing there quietly. His eyes reminded him of that of a lost puppies, in search of someone who wanted it. He quickly smiled down at the boy and his face immediately perked up. "Hi Ed," he chirped happily. "Can I come in please?" "By all means, please do!" Ed replied. After closing the front door, Ed immediately walked over to the boy and embraced him in a tight, affectionate hug. He was so happy when the boy hugged him back, seemingly tighter than he was hugging him. "Oh Dean, my boy. I haven't been the same since the other night. I hurt you so badly and I'm so very sorry for doing that. It wasn't your fault and I sure wasn't angry at you. Please forgive me, son." "I do forgive you , Ed. Steve told me how badly you were feeling and that you were upset and all. I was angry at him as well because I thought you were angry at me because of him. I was wrong though and I would still like to be your friend if it's OK with you." He loved the warm, strong embrace he was getting from the man. He missed that so much from his dad. His entire body tingled all over from the way Ed rubbed his back and stroked his hair. Ed realized he was hugging the boy for an abnormally long time but he didn't care. The child's warm, firm body felt good being pressed against his own. His hair smelled so sweet and his skin felt so soft. He slowly turned the boy around so he was behind him, and embraced him once again. "You didn't say anything at all to your mother about what we did the other day, Dean?" "Jeez, no!" the boy replied. "I didn't breathe a word to her. In fact, she never even asked us if everything went OK." The boy could feel Ed's heavy chest pressing into his spine. Then he felt the man's hands sliding down his belly towards his pelvis. At first he thought it was his imagination, then realized that Ed was grinding his crotch against his butt. "That's good, my boy. I should have realized I could trust you." He put his cheek against the boy's ear as he let his fingers inch down towards the boy's cock. "We had fun that night, didn't we?" "Boy, did we ever, Ed." The man's hands had slipped inside the waistband of his shorts and were gliding down into the hair that surrounded the base of his pecker. His pole had already started to harden, and as his fingertips got closer, it begin swelling quickly. "My, your dicks getting so nice and hard," Ed cooed. He curled his fingers around the boy's rigid member and squeezed it lightly. "It's hot too," he added, as one hand continued down and cupped the boy's scrotum in his hand, fondling and massaging them gently. The boy shuddered at the touch of Ed's probing fingers. He could feel his hard pelvis grinding against his ass and his chest pushing against his back. He was getting so excited from it all. "E-ed, I t-thought you said w-we weren't going to do anything like this anymore. Remember? You made it very clear." "I know, my boy," he replied. "I was wrong to deprive you of such fun though. I was also wrong to send you back to your room in the condition you were in as well. We can still have our fun together, we just have to be more careful and not be discovered." He gave his cock another squeeze, loosened his grip and began sliding his hand up and down on his muscle, rubbing his fingertips on the smooth head and feeling the veins in the shaft. He could feel his own cock tingling and shivers of delight running up his spine. "Do you like this, son?" "Cripes, yeah!" he gasped, feeling his legs tremble as Ed massaged his throbbing dick. "I just didn't expect it, that's all. God, Ed! You're making my pecker get sooo hard! Oh shit, that feels good!" "I know it does, my boy. I couldn't help myself, I love you so much and have to have you." He kissed the boy once more on his cheek. "Turn around now, my boy." He pulled his hands from the boy's shorts then, while the boy was turning to face him, opened his robe and let it drop to the floor. Throwing his arms around him, he pressed his naked body against his front and kissed him, grinding his pelvis against the hard bulge in the boy's shorts. His tongue darted into the boy's mouth, and as he sloshed it around he writhed against him, feeling the heat from his sturdy young body. He pulled away from the boy and began undressing him. His eyes were glazed and his face was flushed as he stared down at the protrusion behind the boy's fly. The ache in his body was almost unbearable. He needed the young boy right away. He gently began to lick and nibble the boy's chest nipples as he fumbled with his belt. He could hear the boy moaning in pleasure as the man continue his assault on his young body. He finally undid his belt, the snap on his jeans and yanked the zipper down. By the time he was pulling the boy's cut-offs and undershorts down his slender legs, the boy's prick was jerking wildly and a tiny droplet of liquid filled the slit at the end of the blood- gorged purple head. "Oh shit! Hurry Ed, please hurry!" the child groaned. Ed's massaging and jerking of his dick earlier had already brought him almost to the brink of cuming. Ed dropped limply to his knees in front of the boy and helped him get the garments off his feet. When he had tossed them aside, he gazed at the curved shaft jutting out from his pelvis and the sack of balls swinging between his legs. His equipment was beautiful, made only to satisfy a craving mouth like his. He continued to stare as he begin to slip his hands up the back of the boy's legs to his ass, then he clutched the boy's asscheeks, moaned then bent forward to began licking and kissing the swollen bulb of his pecker. "Oh, God!" the boy whimpered, watching the man's full lips touch and caress the tip of his pulsing peter. He shivered when Ed's tongue licked the juice off the end of his shaft, then his eyes widened as Ed's mouth slowly began to engulf his pecker. "Ed, oh man! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! You're sucking me! Oh, Wow! I'll cum!" "Uuunnnfff! uuunnnfff! uuunnnfff!" Ed grunted. The boy's cries of joy were faint in his ears as he slipped his lips up and down the tender spike. He sloshed his tongue around the spike as his cheeks indented with the suction he was applying to the sweet delicious shaft. His heart was pounding and pre-seminal fluid was leaking from his own cock into the carpet as he sucked and tugged on the boy's dick. All he could think about was having his virgin cream spewing into his mouth. He began nodding his head quickly, slipping his saliva-wet lips up and down his shaft and swishing his tongue around the smooth silky head. "Oh, fuck! Fuck!" the boy whined. "AAAGGGHHH! JJJEEEZZZ!" He began pumping at the man's face, cramming his aching tool into his mouth. "Oh, jeez! You're making me cum! Oh Wow, wow!" Ed removed a hand from his asscheek and shoved it up between the boy's legs to cradle and fondle his balls. The he jammed a finger of his other hand into the boy's tightly puckered asshole. The young boy was in a frenzy of passion. He could feel his sperm flowing up from his nuts. His legs quivered and his torso stiffened. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Suck me hard! Oh shit! I'm gonna blow off in your mouth! Now! Oh God now!" Dean's youthful frame went rigid, then jerked as semen gushed from his prick. "UNGH ... UNGH ... UNGH!" he grunted with each blast of sperm. Ed felt the boy's dick swelling, then a torrent of boiling cum began squirting against the back of his throat. He gulped it quickly, moaning with ecstasy between each swallow. "UUUNNNFFF ... UUUNNNFFF ... UUUNNNFFF!" Ed sucked the boy's cock dry, pumping his balls, urging them to shoot every last precious drop of ball-sauce it held. He pulled his finger from the boy's asshole and sat back, looking up at him wild-eyed. "You've got to help me, Dean," he said in a pleading voice. "You've got to help me cum now!" Still not fully recovered and shaking from his eruption, Dean nodded dumbly. Ed leaped to his feet, pulling the dazed boy with, walked to the couch and sat down. He spread his legs and coaxed the boy to kneel between them. "Suck me, Dean. Take it in your beautiful mouth and suck me till I cum!" Dean saw that erect dick straining straight out in front of his face. The huge sack of balls were tightly drawn up beneath the enormous shaft, looking like hard round globes in a velvet membrane of warm flesh. He used his hands to point the flaming head toward his open mouth and dove forth. The giant cock thrust into his mouth and filled it with the immensity of its girth. His cheeks felt the warm, stiff flesh drag along them as it inched its way towards his throat. His tongue was crushed down by the weight of the big cock and could barely move to lap at the underside of the powerful weapon. "OH YES, MY BOY! SUCK ME! SUCK ME OFF, SON!" the man cried in pleasure, feeling the heat and incredible tightness from the boy's mouth surrounding his massive cock. Dean began to feel the mighty weapon ooze in his mouth as he sucked for all he was worth. His head slammed down on the man's immense dick as fast and hard as he could. He held onto the man's strong waist for additional leverage, his small head moving up and down with all the strength and suction he could muster up. The man's dick seemed to grow even larger now, the pre-sum began oozing into his mouth much faster and the extra lubricant made the up and down movements of his mouth much smoother. Up and down, again and again his head battered against the mans hard belly as he felt the massive cock battering away at his tonsils. His small sharp teeth dragging unmercifully against the mighty shaft, making the man moan with pleasure as he thrust up to meet the boy's downward stroke on his cock. The boy could sense the approaching explosion, the cock began to jerk violently in his mouth and he recognized it from the other night. He slowly drew back his mouth and held only the very tip within his lips, allowing a clear path for the flow of sperm from the cock into his throat. He reached down with his left hand, grabbed the man's penis and began stroking it and with his right hand, he held the hug set of balls and milked them, squeezing and pumping as he heard the man cry out. "OH GOD, DEAN! I'M GOING TO SHOOT IT, SON! DRINK IT ALL DOWN, MY BOY! AAAHHHH!! The dick spurt forth with a massive eruption, firing gob after thick gob of sperm into the boy's mouth. The creamy glob's of thick jism drowned the boy with its boiling froth that jetted into his throat. It seemed like gallons and gallons spewed forth from the jabbing, pounding dick as his balls pumped more and more sperm up and out the hot shaft. "AAAAHHHH! YEAH! OH, YEAH! AAAHHH!" The man lunged wildly, burying the squirting head a little deeper in the boy's convulsing mouth. It splashed into the boy in bubbling rivers as he desperately tried to swallow it all down, but some of it escaped from him. It oozed out from his lips, around the man's hammering, jerking cock and ran down his little chin and neck. The squishing sound it made rang loud in the room. "Oh my God!" the man whimpered, watching the boy slide off his spent and deflating cock and began licking the residual from it. "Oh God, Dean. You are really something special, son." Dean jumped up and sat right beside Ed, rested his head against the man's arm and sighed contentedly. He licked his lips, still savoring the taste of the man's salty-sweet cum in his mouth. He had really acquired a taste for the stuff and loved having it in his mouth. He listened to Ed breathing heavily, grinning to himself knowing that he had made the man so happy. He could feel his own cock throbbing between his legs and wondered if Ed would even continue to play with him like this once his brother Jake returned from his trip. "You OK, Ed?" the boy asked, grinning from ear to ear. Ed leaned forward and gently kissed the boy on the lips. "OK? I'm better than OK, son, I feel fantastic," he replied, sticking his hot tongue in the boy's mouth, moving it around, feeling the boy's tongue and tasting the residue of his own freshly spent emissions as well. "Cool!" said the boy, happily. "I had better get home. It's almost supper time and mom really hates it when we're late." "I fully understand," Ed said, and began helping the boy get dressed. He kissed the boy's wonderful cock one more time before pulling the undershorts over it. He then got the bed sheet he had washed and ironed, folded it neatly and told the boy to sneak it into his home and place it back in the closet. He then embraced the boy and kissed him gently on the lips and sent him home. Dean was crossing the front lawn and noticed Steve coming up the street. If Dean hadn't spoken to him, he would have walked right passed the house without ever stopping. "Hey! You all right, Steve?" "Yeah! Course I am!" the boy replied, glancing around and realizing he was home. "Why shouldn't I be all right?" "Oh, nothing, just wondered." Dean replied, looking at him funny. He knew something was wrong but didn't give it all that much thought. His mind was still reeling from what just happened. This was so great. Ed was still his friend, and he still wanted to play the sex games with him as well. He followed into the house thinking to himself, "life is good, everything is finally starting to go my way for once." Chapter 4 "OK, punk!" the bigger kid said, shoving Dean into a secluded corner in the school hallway. "So you're one of the new kids Hun? Well, I run this school and it's time to pay the piper, so let's have it!" "B-b-but, I don't have any money," Dean replied with terror in his eyes. "I spent it on lunch today, I swear I don't have any left!" He was looking straight up into the eyes of Ronald, the school bully, the terror of Lafayette Junior High and all the kids feared him. He was a Sophomore, some kid's said he had been a Sophomore for two straight years. He was strong as an ox and almost as smart. They had warned him that Ronald always introduced himself to the new kids in this fashion but he had been trying to avoid running into him at all cost. He felt the pressure on his throat increase as Ronald tightened the grip on him. "No money Hun? Well, since you're new, I'm gonna cut ya some slack this time. Tomorrow you bring me a dollar. My locker number is 312. If you don't see me personally, you write your name on it and stick it through the slot of my locker. I'll be looking for my dollar by the end of the school day, each and every school day so don't be late. If I don't see it, you'll get this and a lot more." Dean suddenly felt a blinding pain as Ronald's left leg flew up, his knee catching him squarely in his groin with such force that it lifted him a few inches off the floor. He thought he would pass out from the combination of the bigger boy's grip on his throat and the sudden pain in his balls. He couldn't even cry out in pain because the bigger boy's grip was so tight around his throat. Ronald released him and walked away, laughing. Dean could feel the pain surging through his balls clear up to his teeth. He could barely stand up straight, yet alone walk. The fourth period bell rang. He knew he couldn't go to class like this, he hurt so badly. A few of the other students passed him as he stood clutching his groin, almost doubled over in the corridor, but they knew the routine already. "Look the other way and keep going 'cause Ronald's scoping for the new kids!" They saw the condition Dean was in and immediately knew that Ronald had found him and they didn't want to be seen trying to help or they'd get the same. He managed to make his way to the boy's restroom just as the fourth period late bell rang and went into one of the stalls. He shut the door behind him, lowered the lid and sat down on the toilet seat, trying to restrain the urge to cry. The pain was excruciating. Even when he used to play little league baseball, he remembered getting hit in the balls with a wild pitch but even then, the pain wasn't as intense as it was right now. He unzipped his pants and slid them down to his knees. This helped a little, the weight of the heavy jeans being removed from his crotch seemed to help. He reached inside his undershorts but could scarcely feel his dick. The sudden shock from that blow caused his pecker to almost climb clear inside his abdomen and hide. When his fingertips touched his sore balls, pain shot through him again. He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at his fingers, half expecting to see blood coating them. There was none however and he was pleased with that fact. He sat back, tears beginning to roll down his cheek as he quietly waited for the pain to subside. He wasn't absolutely sure how long he had been sitting there. His head rested against the cool metal wall of the restroom stall he was in. A few times he could feel himself slipping in and out of consciousness. "Had he been asleep? was it still fourth period? was it fifth period? was school, perhaps over with?" he thought to himself. He reached inside his undershorts and touched his balls again. The pain was almost all but gone so he pulled his pants up and fastened them. When he stood up, he realized that that was a mistake because he felt it coming, he couldn't stop it and he knew it. He was going to hurl! He lifted the lid of the toilet and threw up with such force it actually frightened him. He saw pieces of French toast and eggs he had had for breakfast, he saw parts of his undigested lunch being extruded as well and he swore he even saw what was left of his balls come up during that puke-storm. A total of three sequences came before it ended. He had just began to recover from it when he realized he wasn't alone in the toilet. "Holy Toledo! Who's in there?" he heard a voice from outside the stall ask. He opened the door and saw his first period advisory teacher standing there. He was still slightly dizzy from vomiting and could hardly stand up without losing his balance. "It's just me, Mr. Lomax." "Christ, Dean! You look like hell!" the man exclaimed, looking at the boy who in his eyes, was obviously very sick. He had just finished taking a leak himself and was about to exit the restroom when he heard the boy launch. He could see the boy could barely stand and from the sounds he made when he vomited, he knew it had to be pretty serious. "How long you been in here, Dean?" "Since the beginning of fourth period, sir." he replied. "I'm not sure but I think I passed out for a few minutes while I was in there," "OK, I see." the man responded. "Fourth period is almost over now. Let's get you down to the office and we'll call your folks to come and get you." He let Dean use him for additional support as he walked the injured boy to the office. * * * * * Dean woke up in his own bed. Steve was sitting right next to him, he had a look of deep concern on his face and was gently stroking his hair. "Hi, little brother." He said, visibly worried. "How ya feeling?" "I think I'm OK," Dean replied. He could still feel his sore balls tingling though. His hands were under the covers and he reached down and could feel his dick again. It had come out of hiding and didn't seem to be any the worse for wear. "Mom said you barfed pretty good at school today. Was it something you ate in the cafeteria, or did you just want to get out of class so you decided to hit the delete button on your stomach?" Steve asked, giggling. "Yeah, it probably was, now that I think about it," Dean said smiling, thinking that was a great excuse to use. "That chili they had today did have sort of an odd glow to it." "Aww, gross, man!" Steve laughed. Feeling his brothers cheek and forehead. "Well, you don't seem to be warm or anything. Maybe that's all it was and hopefully you aren't real sick." A few minutes later, the boys' mother and Ed as well, entered their bedroom. Dean was really happy to see Ed. "Hi honey," his mother said, kissing the boy on the cheek. "Does your tummy feel a little better now?" "Mom ... please!" Dean replied, giggling. "Ix-nay on the honey junk in front of company!" "OK, Dean." she kissed him again. "I keep forgetting." "How ya doing there, soldier." Ed piped up. "Heard you were feeling a little ill so I fixed you some of my homemade chicken soup." "Oh, wow! Thanks Ed!" Dean said, immediately digging into the big bowl of soup. It was delicious. He felt like he had thrown up his lunch, breakfast and dinner for the past two days in the school toilet earlier. The soup felt really good going down and his twinge of hunger pain slowly began to disappear. "Well bub, if I knew you were going to scarf it down that fast, I'd have brought the whole pot over." Ed laughed, ruffling the boy's hair. "Boy, did that feel good going down. Thank you Ed." "You're more than welcome, son." Ed replied. "I'm going to let you rest now, your brother can come over and get the rest of that soup for you, it's good for what ails ya." Dean thought to himself he wished it could cure that bully from making his life miserable right now. He was feeling a little better and a few minutes later, Ed and his brother left him alone to rest. His hand immediately went into his undershorts and massaged his tingling balls. The throbbing was still there but at least the pain was almost all gone. He had to feign stomach cramps to account for his trouble walking and standing up straight today. He didn't want his mother to know he had been attacked by some punk at school. She'd go down there, make a big fuss, then it'd be all over school that, "Dean needed his mommy to protect him." He wasn't quite ready for that kind of pressure yet. His eyes were closed and he was so content and engrossed in his ball massage, he didn't even hear Steve come in. Steve thought the kid was nuts. Mom was just downstairs. Their bedroom door was standing wide open and here was Dean, playing with himself under the covers. He quietly shut the door and locked it just in case their mother did come up, and stood there for a few minutes watching his brother rubbing himself under the covers. He suddenly realized he was beginning to get a boner his own self from watching him. They had jerked off together many, many times in the past but he had never felt a sexual attraction to his own brother before. He walked a few steps closer. Dean still hadn't opened his eyes and Steve could hear little slight moans coming from the boy. "Man!" he thought. "He was really going at it," as he watched his brothers hand motions increasing with speed and the sheet pushing up a little higher as his brothers dick got stiffer. When he saw the smile spread across his little brothers face, he couldn't help but giggle from it. Dean thought he'd shit a solid gold brick when he opened his eyes after hearing the stifled giggle from his brother. He hadn't seen or heard him come in and he had come so close to cuming in his undershorts from massaging his balls. It felt good. The more he rubbed his sore balls, the better it felt and he got carried away with his massage. "Damn, Steve! Don't do that man. You scared the shit out of me." "Yeah, I could have easily been mom so you'd better be more careful in the future." he said, sitting on the side of Dean's bed. "You must be feeling a lot better if you decided to jerk off," Steve said, smiling at his brother and looking at the tent in the sheet. "Yeah ... umm ... it isn't what you think though. It was just my balls hurt when I threw up today and it felt good when I rubbed them, that's all." "Yeah, I know." Steve replied, his hand sliding under the bed sheet. "I've been sick like that too where even my nuts were sore. Know just how you feel." He swallowed hard and let his hand continue moving under the sheet until he felt his brothers thigh. Dean looked at him and smiled but didn't move. Steve smiled back at him and let his hand slip inside his brothers shorts and wrap around his stiff pecker. His brothers dick seemed like it had grown another inch to him, probably from all the exercise it was getting from Ed. Dean spread his legs a little wider and let his brother continue to play with him. Even though his balls were still throbbing and just a wee bit sore, he thought it would probably feel good just to feel them releasing their load of sperm. "Oh, wow! Please jerk me faster Steve. It feels really good." Steve increased his stroking action on his little brother, making it a point not to let his hand come down to far and strike the boy's sore balls. He could feel Dean's cock swelling and knew it wouldn't be much longer. "Oh, jeez! Oh shit! uuunnnggghhh!" Dean gasped as he felt his nuts tighten, then began pumping out shot after shot of cum. Steve squeezed his dick with each convulsion, his balls ached but it was a good ache, and his hips jerked spasmodically as he filled his undershorts with cum. "There!" Steve said. "Feel better?" "Oh boy, Steve!" Dean replied. "That felt really great. Thank you!" "Anytime, little brother!" he giggled. "Think maybe you'd better change your underwear and try to get some sleep, OK?" "I will." Dean answered, watching his older brother depart the room. He wasn't in any hurry though. He liked the feeling of the warm wet semen dribbling down his limp shaft and coating his balls. He still was wondering what he was going to do about Ronald though. He only had about twenty-five bucks in his desk drawer and that would get him through the next five weeks but what then, what would he do after that? He jumped out of bed and stood in place for a minute or so. He seemed to feel all right, least he could stand fully upright again. He went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, came back and quickly put on a clean pair of undershorts. He sat down at his desk and counted every penny he had in his bank and came up with twenty-six dollars and twelve cents. He was pretty close with his guess. Hopefully this will keep him from getting beaten up by Ronald for at least five weeks. Maybe by the time it ran out he would have come up with some solution to his problem. * * * * * The next morning, as fate would have it, he ran right into Ronald during first period bell. "H-h-hi Ronald," he stammered, quickly reaching into his pocket and pulling out his first payment. "I b- brought it today, I didn't forget." Ronald took the dollar and walked away, not saying so much as a word. Dean sighed a breath of relief and continued to his second period class. Mr. Lomax had asked him if he was feeling better this morning. There was something odd in his voice though, almost like he was suspicious about his fast recovery from yesterdays illness. He simply told him he was feeling much better and it was probably just a twenty- four hour virus or something. On the way home from school, he noticed that Steve and Jenny had been making it a point to sit together a lot. He figured they were pretty sweet on each other. He still thought about the other day when he was coming home. Steve seemed to be walking about six-inches off the ground at the time. Must be cool to have a girl sweet on you he thought. His mother had questioned Steve all during dinner however, asking him where the girl lived and what did they talk about and was the girls parents at home. He remembered how much trouble Steve had gotten into with the girl at their old neighborhood. Mom had been very nervous ever since that day when she got home from work and the girls mother came over screaming hysterically about catching Steve having oral sex with her sweet and innocent little girl. "Yeah, right!" he thought. That girl was about as innocent as a nympho in Boy's Town. There wasn't a boy in their school that she hadn't made. Unfortunately, she just got caught with Steve that day. "Well, she sounds like a very nice girl, Steve." mom said. "You should invite her over for dinner one day. I'd like to meet her." "Sure, mom. That's a great idea." Steve replied, trying to be obliging just to shut her up. As soon as the boys got in their bedroom that night, Dean started in on him. "OK you. Mom's suspicious and so am I. What went on the other day with Jenny. Did you make her?" Steve smiled back at him. "No, I didn't make her but she and her best friend both sucked me off and I ate both of them. It was so cool." They have this sort of sex club, and it has a few of the other kids from school in it. They meet at her house on days when her parents work late and they have all kinds of sex games. They even invited you as well." "Holy shit!" Dean exclaimed. He knew there was something going on but didn't know exactly what. That's why his brother was so out of it that day, he had been having sex with not one but two girls, and at the same time. He couldn't believe it, a sex club, right here in this little quiet subdivision. He listened as Steve ranted on about some of the boys having sex with other boys and girls having sex with other girl's in the club and soon, his dick was hard as a steel pipe when Steve finally finished spilling his guts. This was to good to be true, he thought. They want me to join as well, wow. He thought about having sex with other boys like himself and the thought of actually having sex with a girl as well really excited him. The next get together was supposed to be that Friday after school and he wanted in on that action as well. They figured they had better tell their mom they were planning to stay for some after-school activity on that day, which in their minds, wasn't really a lie. The next day in school, all Dean could think about was the sex party that was going to happen that Friday. Steve had told him the name of a few of the other kids who would be there. When he mentioned the name of Freddy Baxter, he got really excited. Freddy was a really cute boy he had noticed in his gym class. Since they both had gym during last period, they weren't required to take showers but he had watched Freddy change into and out of his gym clothes a few times and thought he had a fantastic bod on him for a boy. Steve mentioned he was in the club but didn't know if he liked girls or boys or both for that matter. During lunch, Steve and Dean fabricated the story they were planning to tell their mother that evening. They wanted to make sure they got it absolutely right so she didn't suspect anything. Their school was in fact going to have a exhibition soccer game after school the Friday so they planned to use that story to cover their tracks. They could always call one of their friends before they leave Jenny's house to find out which team won and by how much, just in case their mom did ask. It was set. Gym that particular day was almost more than poor Dean could stand. They had spent the period playing basketball and he and Freddy ended up on the "skins" team. The entire game, he made it a point to sneak glimpses at Freddy each and every chance he could, even in a few cases, accidentally bumping against the bare-chested boy. Once or twice, Freddy had noticed Dean smiling at him and he returned the smile along with a playful nudge and giggle. They briefly talked while changing back into their school clothes in the locker room. He discovered that Freddy was an only child living with his dad. His parents had divorced a few years ago and his mother didn't even fight to gain custody of him. She had never called, visited him or even written to him once since the divorce and even his dad had no idea where she moved to. Freddy had heard about him and Steve from Jenny and also knew he would see them both at the club on Friday. Dean desperately looked forward to that upcoming day. * * * * * Ed had been busy with his usual house cleaning chores for most of the day. Here it was Thursday and he knew Jake would be home on Saturday and he wanted the house to look clean for him. He had been putting off the house cleaning for a couple days now, spending most of his time lounging around the pool or spending his free time with Dean. He felt better than he had in years and it was all due to those cute little boys that moved in next door. He had just fixed himself a cup of coffee when the phone rang. "Hi babe. How's everything there?" came the voice from Jake when he answered the phone. "Hi, honey." replied Ed. "Not much happening here. Just getting the house all nice and clean for your arrival." "Yeah ... OK, that's the reason I was calling, babe." Ed continued, his voice slightly wavering. "Thing's at this branch are a little more fouled up than we first realized. I may have to stay another week. I'm sorry." Ed sighed deeply. "Shit! Well I understand, love. I'll just have to make do the best I can then." "Glad you understand, babe. I half expected you to throw a fit at the news." "Don't worry about me, love." Ed continued. "I'll be fine. You go ahead and tend to your business there and I'll look forward to when you can come back. Love you sweetheart, miss you much." Ed didn't really mind that Jake would be gone another week, maybe longer. That would give him more time to spend with that golden- haired little Adonis with the big cock that resided next door. Speaking of which, he thought. That big cocked little devil should be getting home from school pretty soon. He looked at his watch, then proceeded to the living room where he could sit by the window and watch for the boys' arrival home. The bus dropped the boys off about ten minutes later and as Dean was walking up their driveway, he heard a low tapping sound coming from Ed's house. He recognized the signal, glanced over and saw Ed tapping on his living room window. Dean waved back and hurried into the house to get changed. He was over at Ed's house in ten minutes flat, being embraced in Ed's strong arms, feeling his warm body heat surrounding his thin body. "How was school today, my boy?" "It was pretty good, Ed." he replied. "Pretty routine ya know." "Ah yes, I know. I remember my school days as well. Only liked two subjects, lunch and gym." Dean giggled at the statement, relaxing and moaning softly as he felt Ed's hands slip down inside the back of his jeans and began massaging his firm young ass. He felt his fingers slip inside the crack and tickle him there. His cock began to rise hard and straining in his pants as Ed ground his own pelvis into the boy's crotch. "Oh, wow, Ed, that feels real good when you do that. Can we go to your room now? My dick is really starting to hurt inside these pants. I think it wants out." Ed let one of his hands slide around inside Dean's pants to the front and massage his throbbing cock as well. He could feel how tense it was, feeling the head almost completely pressed flat against the material of the boy's jeans. "Yeah, I think you're right. The poor things almost suffocating." He pulled his hands free of the boy's pants and they proceeded to his bedroom without further delay. Dean didn't waste any time getting those tight jeans off his body the moment he entered the bedroom. The pressure on his cock was unbearable. He breathed a sigh of relief the second he pushed them down his leg and his dick was released. The front of his undershorts stuck out like a little tent and he quickly shucked the pants from his legs, not once taking his eyes away from Ed while he undressed. Ed had only been wearing a undershirt and undershorts beneath his bathrobe so he was finished a few seconds before Dean was fully undressed. As soon as the boy removed his socks, Ed grabbed him by the waist, tossed him on the bed and immediately dove down on his five inch spike, swallowing it whole and sucking like a madman. Dean yelped in surprise and shoved his hips up as hard as he could against Ed's sucking mouth. "Oh God, Ed! Suck me off! Oh shit! Ooohhh!" Ed's head slid up and down with greater speed. He could tell from the way the boy writhed that he was about to cum, and the thought made him even more hotter than before. Oddly, at this time he had gave no thought to any satisfaction of his own. All he cared about was making this boy cum. He pushed his face into the boy's pubis, feeling the fuzzy hair tickling his nose. He opened his mouth a little wider, surrounding the boy's balls and taking them in as well, making the boy wildly churn on the bed. "Oh ... oh ... Christ ... shit ... EEYYOOWW ...!" The boy was screeching as he felt his cock swelling more and more, feeling his balls getting tighter and fatter as Ed sucked and gently chewed on his sensitive anatomy. He could sense his cock quivering with stronger tension as the man lapped at the little cord of skin that joined the head to the shaft. It was driving him mad as he did it again and again, exciting him to no end. He threw his head back on the pillow, grabbed Ed's head with both hands, shoving it back down on his cock each time Ed would bring it up. A shuddering tremor suddenly charged through his young body. His solid dick seemed to enlarge one more time, then orgasm hit him. He shrieked, his hips arched up like a bow and he blew his wad. He shot a surprisingly large and powerful stream of cum, coating Ed's teeth, gums and tonsils, bathing his throat with the slippery white substance as Ed gurgled happily and swallowed every drop. "Oh my boy." Ed said, watching the boy slump back down on the bed, his chest heaving and gasping for air as his cock dribbled out a few more drops of cum. Ed quickly leaned forward and licked the remaining cum from the boy's dick, feeling him shudder with each swipe of his hot tongue. "I think you needed that really bad, son." "Yeah I did, Ed." Dean replied. "I got a chance to meet this really cute boy in gym today and I've been horny ever since. I thought I would die from horniness before I ever got home today." "I know just how you must have felt, my boy." Ed said, looking down at him hungrily. He needed this boy, wanted and hungered for him all day long as well. He rolled the semi-exhausted boy over on his stomach and stared down at his beautiful ass. A sudden urge came over him to taste this boy's virgin asshole. He had never even put his tongue to Jake's hairy hole but the thought of licking this young boy's ass was so exciting to him. Dean lay on his stomach, still trying to catch his breath from his best-yet orgasm of the day. He felt his legs being gently spread apart and sighed contentedly. His first thought was maybe Ed was going to fuck his tight little ass, and he tingled in anticipation with the thought. Instead, he felt something warm, wet and slippery, moving along the crack. He could feel goose- pimples rising on his ass when the object slid deeper into his crack. He instinctively raised his hips a little, spreading his cheeks apart and soon he felt Ed's hot tongue probing at the sensitive opening, darting in and out, pushing its way deeper and deeper into his quivering asshole. "Oh God, Ed! AAAAAWWWWW! UMMMM!" The sensations coursing through his body were indescribable. He felt his dick get rock hard as the tongue- fucking got more intense. Ed couldn't believe how good the boy's ass tasted to his probing tongue. He was buried in the boy's crack up to his nose, his own hard-as-steel dick was literally pushing a hole through the mattress as he ate the boy's ass out. He could feel the boy's hips beginning to arch skyward, pushing his ass up to meet his probing tongue. He reached underneath the boy, gently grabbed his tight ball sac and gently pumped, wanting to increase the excitement and sensations the boy was now feeling. He began running his tongue up and down the length of the boy's crack, darting underneath the boy and nipping gently at his scrotum, hearing the boy cry out in fits of passion and pleasure, then licking his way back up to the boy's puckered asshole and reaming him out again. Dean was beside himself with pleasure. The combination ass- rimming and nut massage he was getting from Ed was blowing his mind. He reached down, grabbed this throbbing dick and began jacking off furiously as Ed forced his hot, wet tongue deeper into his sensitive asshole. "OH FUCK! CHRIST ALMIGHTY! PLEASE! AAAHHHH! I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN, ED! AWWW!" Ed pumped the tight balls fast and furious as he shoved his tongue into the virgin asshole as fast and hard as he possibly could. His nose was buried into the very bottom of the boy's ass- crack while he nipped gingerly at the skin surrounding his sensitive opening. He heard the boy shriek one last time, felt the tight balls clench and unclench and felt the boy's body convulse as he shot sperm out on the bed sheets. He could feel the sperm running down onto his pumping hand, coating his knuckles as he continued pumping and squeezing the boy's emptying balls, listening to his moans and cries of unbridled pleasure. "Omigod! Omigod! Omigod!" the boy cried out, over and over again. He was almost delirious from the pleasure that Ed was bringing him. He could still feel Ed's tongue licking all around and inside his asshole, getting it soaking wet. Ed withdrew his tongue from the boy's ass. His own cock and balls ached for release. The boy's sweet ass looked so inviting to him, he had to have him. He moved upwards, covering the boy's prone body with his own and guided the massive cockhead to the opening of the boy's virgin young ass. Ed felt the boy squeal when the tip of his cock slipped inside of him. He paused momentarily. The boy groaned and his body tensed with the sudden invasion. He could feel the tightness surrounding and choking his cock and waited for the boy's ass-muscle to relax. He began to slide further into him, little by little, hearing a gentle moan each time, watching the boy as he lay helpless underneath him, his smile changing back and forth from a grimace to a look of total bliss as his cock continued to slide deeper and deeper into his quivering ass. Dean was overcome with both pain and pleasure. It hurt like hell when the cock made its initial entry. Then each time the cock slid further into him, he felt a moment of pain then suddenly felt it being replaced by a sudden rush of cock-stirring, ball- tingling pleasure. He couldn't believe anything could feel so good as this. He could actually feel the pulsing veins of Ed's cock as they moved along the walls inside of his violated asshole. He was beginning to feel faint, the shocks and tingles that coursed through his body each time Ed slid forward were beginning to dull his senses and he felt he would pass out from the sheer pleasure of it. "Oh God!" Ed cried. "I'm in you, son! I'm in! Are you all right?" "YES!" the boy gasped. "I'm OK, Ed. Please, it feels wonderful! Fuck my ass!" Ed pulled back a little, then slid forward slowly, hearing the boy squeal happily. The bulbous purple head of his cock shoved forward, bulldozing its way through the resistance of the boy's rectal cavity. Dean yelped in pain mixed with rapturous delight as the burning fuck-pole crammed into his bowels. Dean felt the walls of his anal channel tighten against the intruding pole of the man's plunging cock, and then he felt him fall on his back, in the grip of passion, himself. The man's arms encircled his waist from behind as he fucked slowly back and forth like an oversized dog humping into his tight little ass. He wanted to pull the walls of his ass wider apart by yanking hard on his asscheeks, but there was no way his rectal channel was willing to open any wider. His head was turned to the right with his cheek pressed into the pillow, and he sighed with wondrous rapture as the great pole slid back and forth inside his tight young ass. Ed began to fuck into the boy's ass with greater fury, picking up speed as his belly ground against the cheeks of the boy's rounded ass. The enlarged cockhead was swollen to the point where he knew it would shortly explode. He could feel the climax building in him, climbing to new heights on the orgasmic scale. His balls were bouncing frantically as the boy's asshole tightened, milking his plunging penis for all it was worth, trying to suck the sperm from it as his mouth would suck the sweetness from a piece of sugar cane. His already tight asshole suddenly crushed down even more tightly, squeezing, pressing, squashing and the pressure was to much for Ed. He felt his hot come rise up from his balls and shoot through the tube of his cock into the blistering asshole, flooding it with great gouts of sperm. "W-A-A-U-U-U-G-G-G-H-H-H!" he grunted, sending blast after blast of blistering cum into the boy's asshole, flooding him, filling his bowels and oozing back out of his hole to run don the crack of his ass, dribbling down on the sheets and running down between his back and Ed's heaving belly. They lay there, Ed on top of Dean, both completely exhausted from their frenzied fuck session. Ed's cock remained locked into the boy's asshole for awhile, and then slowly, as the phallus began to finally soften and deflate, he slid the dribbling cock from the boy's ass, bending down to lick the now extremely sensitive sphincter muscle of the boy's rectum. "Oh wow, Ed!" the boy exclaimed. "I can hardly even see straight! Is this what they mean by getting your brains fucked out?" Ed couldn't help but laugh. He rolled the exhausted little boy over on his back and lay on top of him, kissing him all over. "Well, my boy." he said. "I wont go as far as to say that, but you sure as hell gave ME the best fuck I've ever had in my entire life!" Dean lay there happily, he had no energy left in his young body. Ed continued to kiss, lick and suck his way down the length of the boy's little body, digging his tongue into the boy's belly button, rimming it as he had rimmed his asshole earlier. He continued working his way down the writhing young body, sucking the boy's little balls in, giving them a nice warm spit bath and finally sucking the boy's little cock again, bringing the boy to another thundering climax before he was finished with him. Ed noticed the time and felt he should get the boy home before his mother missed him. They both climbed into his shower and washed each other thoroughly, cleaning off the evidence of the afternoons wild sex session. He was scrubbing the boy's pecker squeaky clean when he got another erection. He couldn't believe it. He sucked the boy off once more, the explosion wasn't as large as the previous three had been, only a few drops emerged this time but the taste was still just as sweet. They dried each other off, embraced and kissed one more time before saying goodbye to each other for the evening. Chapter 5 The next day at school seemed like the longest day of young Dean's life. The time just seem to drag by. It was only second period and it felt like he had been in school all day long. All he could think about was the two-thirty dismissal bell and getting over to Jenny's house with his brother to see his friend Freddy and to experience this sex club first hand. He went to bed with a boner thinking about it, and woke up this morning with a boner as well. After the crazy sex action he got from Ed yesterday, he was surprised he was able to raise a boner period last night. He had told Steve all the stuff they did together yesterday after school and wanted him to join in as well one day, a threesome so to speak. Steve was all for it and said they would definitely do that one day. Finally the bell rang ending second period. He could make a quick dash to his locker, grab his history book and hope that third period goes by quickly. After third period, then there's lunch, then math and lastly comes gym. He had just opened the door to his locker when "Wham," he hit the door face-first. He was shoved really hard into it in fact. He was stunned but managed to turn around to face his attacker. "I take it you have a damn good reason for forgetting my dollar yesterday?" Ronald asked, looking fit to be tied. "I-I-I don't know w-what you m-mean Ronald," Dean replied. "I didn't forget y-your dollar. I gave it to you personally at second period, honest I did. Don't you remember?" He immediately began to close his legs tightly together, protecting his balls. "You lie, shithead! You didn't give me anything and it wasn't in my locker by the end of the day, ass-wipe!" "But ... but ... Ronald, I swear ... I ... I did give it to you!" Dean was beginning to panic now. He knew he put it in Ronald's hands that period. Suddenly and without warning, Ronald punched him, "UUMMFF!" The punch almost knocked the wind out of him and now he was being shoved, pushed, forced inside of his own locker. "No ... no Ronald, please don't. I swear I paid you the dollar." His pleas fell on deaf ears as Ronald literally crammed him inside the small confined space and slammed the door. "I'll expect three bucks on Monday, butt-plug! The extra buck is for being late. I don't see it on Monday, I kick your scrawny ass on Tuesday!" He was trapped, he could barely move his arms. This was a nightmare. He could be in there all weekend if he didn't get help. He managed to move one of his legs into a position where he could kick at the locker door. He began to yell and kick at the same time. The third period late bell rang, he was late for class. As far as he was concerned right then, that was the least of his worries. He continued to yell for help when he heard a voice on the other side. "Who's in there?" Came the sound of a man's voice. "Lemme out please, I cant move and I can hardly breathe!" "One minute, son." the voice spoke again. Dean heard keys through the locker door. This was not a good sign. The lockers had combinations on them but they also had a key release that would open them as well. Only the Principal, Vice-principal and the security guards had keys though. The door swung open and of all the people, it would be Principal Davis. "You again!" Principal Davis spoke to him, looking very surprised. "The other day you get brought to the office with supposedly a case of food poisoning and today, I find you locked inside your locker. Are you bored with our school Mr. Tanner or are you just trying my patience?" "Neither, sir." Dean said sheepishly. "Just ran into a little trouble with another kid and I wound up in there." "Well, who was this kid?" "Ummm, I'd rather not say, sir." "You'd rather not say Hun? Well maybe spending lunch in detention will help you change your mind. Twelve o'clock, be there! Now get to class!" "Yes sir, Mr. Davis." Dean said sullenly. He cursed himself for not telling on that bastard Ronald. Then the more he thought about it, it probably would have only made it worse on himself in the long run. He would just take his detention like a man and be done with it. "Hey! Where were you at lunch today?" Steve asked on the school bus bound for home. "I got into some trouble and spent it in detention." Dean replied, still a little pissed about the whole deal. "What kind of trouble?" Steve asked. "Aww, nothing, Steve. It's not even worth talking about. I just wanna forget the whole thing even happened, and I sure don't want it to spoil our fun today, OK?" "OK, I understand." Steve replied. "If you want to talk about it later, that's fine." Steve turned his attention back to Jenny again and they talked for the rest of the ride to her stop. Dean decided to try and forget about that asshole Ronald for the rest of the day. He had waited to long for this day and he sure didn't want to spoil anybody's fun thinking about that jerk. The bus turned into the subdivision and all three of them got off at Jenny's drop-off point and walked towards her house. Her friend Tina was coming down the street on her bike followed by another girl that Dean had seen around the school but didn't know her name. By the time they reached Jenny's house, Freddy was also coming down the street on his bicycle, riding Lonnie, another kid from school, on his handle-bars. He had seen Lonnie as well in the gym but never had the opportunity to talk with him. Lonnie was also another handsome boy, that Dean had the pleasure of seeing naked in the locked rooms a few times. He usually always took a shower after gym and paraded between the locker room and showers completely naked. "Hi, everybody!" Jenny said. "Glad to see you all could make it. Hi Deanie, real glad you could join us too. I think we're all going to have a great time together." She grinned mischievously, listening to the responses from the kids who came. She securely locked the front door after the last member entered, then very casually moved one leg of the coat rack in direct line of the front door. Dean watched as she did this and immediately knew what she was up to. If someone came through the front door, the action would knock over the heavy coat rack, creating quite a disturbance with all the items that were hanging on it. This, no doubt, was her plan, like an early warning system in case her parents came home earlier than she expected. Upon entering Jenny's bedroom and closing the door, Tina, Lonnie and Freddy wasted no time getting undressed. Dean glanced quickly at Steve who was also taking his clothes off as well. Dean began to follow suit, blushing slightly because he was, for the first time in his life, getting butt-naked in the presence of a girl. Jenny had begun taking her clothes off as well and so did the other girl, who's name was Connie. Soon, Steve was naked and every ones eyes were upon Dean as he stripped off his jeans and undershorts, revealing a prick almost as big as his older brothers. Even Freddy and Lonnie stared in disbelief at the size of the boy's dicks. They had seen cocks that size on some of the junior and senior boys but never one that size on a freshman. "Wow, man!" Lonnie gasped, staring at the two brother's cocks. "You guys are blessed!" "No shit!" Freddy concurred with his friend. Connie immediately walked over to Dean, her eyes moving from his eyes to his cock. She swallowed hard. "Is this your first time here, Dean?" "Yes, it is." Dean replied, his voice almost choked. This was so exciting, he was actually talking to a girl. Better yet, he was actually getting turned on by a girl. His cock was stiffening very rapidly and she was less than a foot in front him, calmly watching his dick grow stiff right before her eyes. She reached out and touched his pecker, making him jump. "It's OK, Dean." she said softly, lowering herself to her knees. "I wont hurt you, I promise." She bent forward and began kissing and nibbling the tip of the blood-engorged prick. It tasted sweet and smooth against her hungry mouth. "Uuummm!" Her little cunny was twitching wildly as she opened her mouth and slipped her lips over his cock to began sucking wetly. Sliding a hand between his legs, she cupped his balls and began squeezing them as she tugged and pulled on his rigid muscle with her hot wet mouth. "YOU'RE SUCKING ME!" Dean cried out. His eyes were fixed on Connie's cherry red lips as they slipped up and down his dick, leaving little trails of spit as she went. He shuddered violently and began humping his ass, thrusting his pole deep into her mouth. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHH! AAAGGGHHH!" * * * * * Steve watched his younger brother getting blown, enjoying the wild sucking action Connie was performing on his cock. His own cock was throbbing madly as Jenny quickly grabbed it and drew him down on the floor by it. He found himself laying happily between her legs, his pecker laying flat between their stomachs as they French-kissed each other. Jenny grasped his head, burying her face into his, deep kissing him with all the gusto she could manage. Steve had his hands between them, caressing and squeezing Jenny's breasts, moaning in pleasure from the velvety touch. * * * * * Tina was having the time of her life as well. She, Lonnie and Freddy were on Jenny's bed. Tina had Freddy's solid dick in her mouth and was sucking for all she was worth, Freddy was sucking Lonnie's dick as well as pumping his friends balls while Lonnie was eating Tina's pussy like there was no tomorrow. * * * * * Dean was staring at all the sex action going on around him. His hips were fucking Connie's mouth so hard and fast his back began to ache. He was arching his hips as forcefully and deeply as he could. His hands losing all control, gripping her face, becoming clumsy and almost brutal on her tender face, marveling to the blow-job he was deriving from her, the hottest, tightest mouth he had ever experienced on a girl before. The moans and groans spilling from his mouth measured the degree of his rising pleasure that threatened to carry him into complete delirium. His body was shaking violently, he was reaching down with his fingers, trying to clamp the girls lips even tighter around his thrusting shaft. Connie couldn't believe it. She had no idea she could create such pleasure in a boy. She had sucked off Lonnie and Freddy many times but they never responded with such pleasure as Dean now was. She knew he was almost there and doubled her sucking pressure, she could feel the boy beginning to wobble, he couldn't stand up any longer. She saw him catch himself on Jenny's dresser, then slowly lower himself to the floor, her mad sucking never once ceasing. Her head relentlessly banging into his crotch, her hands squeezing and pumping the life out of his throbbing balls. * * * * * "Oh God, Steve! Jenny cried out. "I cant stand it anymore, stick it in me please!" Steve looked at her, his eyes glazed. He couldn't believe what she was saying to him. She wanted him to fuck her. His very first fuck. He couldn't believe it. Had he heard wrong. He soon realized he hadn't heard wrong. Jenny had reached down between them, seized his rock-hard cock and slowly began to insert it into her pussy. Steve groaned and shoved downward, his dick sliding in to the hilt. He heard her squeal in pleasure as his shaft slid home. "Oh God!" he thought. "I'm in! I'm in! I'm not a virgin anymore!" "Fuck me, Steve!" Jenny wailed. "Fuck me!" Steve needed no further encouragement than that as he began a slow, experimental humping action into the girls young pussy. "Jesus Christ!" the boy moaned into her neck. "I've never had anything like this before!" He braced his knees and began humping, long-dicking her, stroking the full length of his stiff shaft in and out of her greedy pussy. "Ungh ... ungh ... oh shit! This is outa sight! AAAGGGHHH!" * * * * * The long column of Dean's rigid male flesh filling Connie's mouth began to swell, and she tried to increase the moist suctioning around it as the hard bulbous head rammed into her throat, expanding with every deep plunge. All that mattered to her was the great shaft of hot, hard cock-flesh that pummeled faster and faster into her mouth. Saliva dribbled down the corner of her lips, coating her chin. Wild little electrical shocks were searing through her tremendously aroused body to clench and create a drawing-in sensation in her needing vagina. Dean groaned harder and louder, fucking as deeply as possible into Connie's oval mouth and working throat. He could feel the boiling cauldron in his testicles as he fucked into her mouth harder and harder, deeper and deeper. The lust-crazed young boy was watching her, his face contorted with an animal-like passion he had never known before. Holding the sides of her head in as tight a grip as he could manage, he pulled her lips downward, even closer to the base of his cock, pulling her tighter into his aching loins. A thundering roar surged through his brain and he knew he could hold back no longer. Pressing his fingers into her cheeks to make the warm moist cavern even tighter, Dean crammed his pulsating distended shaft deep up into her face and lunged his hips upward. His blood- filled penis throbbed and expanded in the channel between the softness of her tongue and firm, slippery roof of her mouth as he fucked into her with long, surprisingly powerful strokes until it felt as if a million volts of electricity were shooting through his body! And Then ... all at once, he felt the eruption take place, felt the stream, the very first stream of white-hot fire leap along the tube of his plunging cock. He gasped, his lips pulling back across his teeth as though he were in agony. His cock began a sudden wild convulsive jerking that flooded Connie's madly sucking mouth with rush after rush of burning semen, actually bloating her cheeks outward with each youthful spurt until she had to swallow frantically to keep from choking. Mewling and crooning her approval, she tickled his emptying balls with the tips of her fingernails. "Keep sucking! Keep sucking!" Dean cried. His hands were working wildly in her hair now, lowering her head down harder on his burgeoning cock, burying it deep into her gulping throat. And then, with one last mighty groan as the young girl sucked crazily at the juices of his desire, he emptied the final drops of his sperm into her mouth. * * * * * It was impossible for Jenny to control herself any longer. The huge delight-filled cock plunging in and out of her pussy was driving her wild with passion. Throwing her arms across Steve's back, she wrapped her legs around him and dug her heels into the crack of his ass, at the same time humping and haunching off the floor at his stabbing pecker. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!" Steve was astounded and filled with rapture at the same time. No girl he had ever eaten in the old neighborhood would even consider letting him fuck them. This girl was incredible. Her pussy was tight, like a fist full of warm jelly, and the way she was twisting and turning made his balls tickle. He clutched at her shoulders and picked up speed, slapping his balls against the crack of her ass as he thrust his dick in and out. "UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" Orgasm was beginning to build in Jenny's feverish cunny as she slammed up against the spearing rod that filled her with such ecstatic delight. She knew the boy wouldn't last much longer at this rate and she began gyrating even more wildly, forcing his staff to ream her cunt. She cried out to the heavens when orgasm suddenly struck her young body. It was timed perfectly. Jenny's back arched upward as climax shot out from her young pussy. "WWWWAAAAHHHH!" She felt the boy stiffen, then jerk as his boiling sperm flooded into her, squirting in jets against her uterus. His spewing eruption brought her yet to another climax, and her nails dug into his back as she screamed through clenched teeth. "OOOHHHHH! OOOOHHHHHH!" Steve slumped down against her, trembling and twitching with rapture. He had never cum that hard before, and wished now he had been able to make it last. It wasn't until his senses had stopped reeling that he realized he was still laying on top of her. And not only that but she was still clenching and unclenching her cuntal muscles on his still-pulsing tool, exciting his lust all over again. * * * * * The two pair of kids on the floor were suddenly brought back to their senses by a sharp cry coming from the bed. They sat up and watched the goings on between Tina, Lonnie and Freddy. They had cut their oral sex-play short and were now sandwiched together on the bed. Freddy was happily fucking her pussy from the front, Lonnie was shoving his dick up her ass from the rear, his hands wrapped around her and squeezing her little breasts. Tina was Frenching Freddy between screams of delight as she lay in between both boys, her little body being violated from both directions. The sloshing sounds coming from her pussy and ass sounded like footsteps walking through wet mud. Both boys, with expressions of absolute bliss on their faces, fucking the helpless young girl as fast and hard as they possibly could. Howls and screams of joy and pleasure filled the air as both boys simultaneously shot their wads into Tina, who herself was screaming during her own throes of orgasm, her anal and cuntal muscles clamping down unmercifully on the two shooting organs lodged inside her young body. Dean felt a hand on his prick ... and it wasn't his. He looked down and saw it was attached to Connie's arm. "Will you fuck me, Dean." she asked quietly. "Please fuck me, I want you so badly inside me." "Oh God!" Dean said, almost near panic. "Yes, I want to so badly." He couldn't believe all of this was happening to him. He still felt he was trapped in some kind of dream, a dream he never wanted to wake up from. He was hot, so very hot, he felt as if his cock would explode if someone even so much as breathed on it to hard. The other kids regained their composure and sat up to watch the fun. This was it, they all thought together. Dean and Connie were both about to lose their virginity together. Connie had been eaten by the other boys but she had never let them fuck her. She had been dead-set against it so soon after joining the club. Now it seemed she was willing to lose it and she wanted it to be with Dean, by far, in her eyes, the cutest boy in the entire club. Even Jenny was so happy for her friend. She made Tina, Freddy and Lonnie clear off of her bed. She wanted Connie and Dean to have it for themselves. She wanted their very first fuck to be one they would remember forever. They all watched as Connie lay down on the bed and spread her legs. Dean and the other boys as well, shivered at the sight of the girl's pink, dewy slit. Climbing on the bed on his knee's, Dean crawled between Connie's outstretched legs, twitching with anticipation. For the first time in his life, he was going to fuck a girl. "Oh jeez!" he whimpered. "Oh jeez!" Connie waited until he was stretched out on top of her, then reached between them to guide his stiff cock into her pussy. When she had the head inserted in, she threw her arms around him. "OK, do it!" she said. "Push it in!" The boy slid forward, his cock inching its way into her tight pussy. He was excited beyond belief now, the pussy began surrounding his cock like a warm, wet, tight glove. He was in about two inches when he stopped. There was a barrier there, his cock would go no further, no matter how he pushed against her. His cock was juicy now and he wanted to go further and even Connie wanted him to go on. "What's the matter?" she asked. "I don't know." he said. "There's something there that won't let me in any further." Soon the room was filled with voices of the other child spectators, chanting, "Cherry! Cherry! Cherry!" "Oh," Connie frowned. "That must be what mama calls my maidenhead. All girls have it, it's what boys call the cherry. I think you have to break through it with your dick." "Jeez, will that hurt you though?" he asked, speaking over the still chanting spectators. "I don't know, I don't think so." she answered. "Pull out and slam in again." Dean did so, drawing back until his balls were shivering in anticipation, his cockhead just held within her passage. His ass twitched several times as he gathered himself ... and suddenly ... after a deep breath, slammed down with all his power. "OOOOOHHHHHHH!" the girl howled as the boy penetrated her hymen. Tears coursed out of her eyes, the girls face wincing with pain. Her chest was heaving but the boy was all the way in her now. Whoops, cheers and applause erupted from the other kid's as they witnessed the christening of the two lovers. Before the boy could began his first stroke, the cherry-breaking was more than his balls could stand. He started to withdraw and his cock began to shoot, spraying her insides with squirts of sticky cum. "Oh no! Fuck!" he wailed. "It's too soon, I'm shooting!" "DEAN! AAAHHH! YOU'RE CUMING! PLEASE STOP! MAKE ME CUM TOO!" Connie screamed, feeling the boy's dick blasting her cunt. The warm semen lubricated her vagina and made fucking a little easier, but she couldn't understand why he came so quickly. Even though it felt wonderful, it didn't satisfy her own yearning for orgasm. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist as she had seen Jenny do to Steve. She dug her heels into his ass, she could still feel his dick jerking inside of her. "I'm sorry!" the boy whimpered. "I couldn't help it, you were so tight and it started cuming and I couldn't hold it back!" "It's OK, Dean!" she said. "I understand. Keep fucking me though. Pump it! Shove it in and out! Please fuck me!" "I will!" he said. "Boy, does that feel good!" He reached under her, braced himself and began haunching her, driving his cock back and forth with long even strokes. He could feel his balls churning, manufacturing another load of sperm for him to shoot into her. "Oh fuck! Fuck! Oh jeez! I can do it again! Ungh! Ungh!" The room was filled with the sounds of Dean fucking Connie on the bed, Steve fucking Tina on the floor and Jenny sucking Freddy while Lonnie was fucking her in the ass. The aroma of young sex permeated the air around them. "UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!" Connie's nails raked Dean's back as she began thrashing under him, squirming and writhing on the spearing cock that was bringing her so much pleasure. Her hard nipples were pressed against his hairless chest, and she was lost in ecstasy. "FUCK ME DEAN! OH, GOD, FUCK ME! AAAHHH!" "UNGH ... UNGH ... UNGH ...!" Dean was hunching at Connie fiercely, stroking his dick the full length in and out of the slippery tube. His balls were slapping against her ass, making him all the hotter. "OH! FUCK! DAMN! UNGH ... UNGH ... UNGH ...! I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN! I CAN'T HOLD IT OFF! I'M GONNA SHOOT AGAIN!" "NOW! NOW!" Connie screamed, heaving her cunny up to him as orgasm ripped through her young body. Once again she felt a torrent of hot cream spewing against her womb as she gushed out her own juices, surrounding Dean's shooting cock and making him cum all the more harder. She was dizzy with rapture. Their wails, moans and grunts echoed throughout the room. The violent orgasm left Connie drained. She was panting breathlessly as she let her arms and legs go limp and fall back onto the bed. "Oh wow!" she gasped. "That blew my mind!" Dean was still trembling as he snaked his cream-covered tool from the girls cunt and rolled over on his back. "Wheew!" he said. "I sure as hell didn't know fucking was going to be like that!" He lay there for a moment. leaned over and kissed Connie full and deep on the lips. She then bent down and began licking the fuck juice from Dean's wilting penis, sucking it into her mouth to get every last drop, then moved down to lick his balls clean as well. They kissed each other again and it was a few minutes later that they suddenly realized how quiet it was in the room. They both sat up and looked over at the other kids. They were all sitting there on the floor, very quietly watching them. Then, they suddenly smiled, looked at each other and held up cards with numbers on them and began laughing and cheering hysterically. Dean and Connie looked at each other, then back at the cards that were showing a total score of fifty points out of a possible fifty and began laughing as well. Chapter 6 Steve and Dean were whistling together during the walk home from Jenny's. They had their arms around each others shoulders and would burst into an occasional childish giggle when one of them missed a note of the tune they both were whistling. "Oh man! was today great or what?" Steve asked his younger brother. "I'll say it was!" replied Dean. "I cant believe it, I actually fucked a girl. We're no longer virgins Hun?" "Nope little brother. We are now men of the world. Wish I had a cigarette." "A cigarette?" Dean looked puzzled. "Well, yeah!" Steve replied. "You're always supposed to smoke a cigarette after your first fuck with a girl!" Dean looked puzzled but shrugged it off anyway. He couldn't get Connie out of his mind. It had been so great. He had trouble getting Freddy and Lonnie out of his mind too. Especially the image that was burned into his brain of seeing Freddy sucking Lonnie's cock. Ever since he laid eyes on Freddy, he had wondered if the boy was gay or not. Not an easy thing to tell just by looking at him. More than likely though he was just like him and Steve, liking both girls and boys. He thought it was so cool that Connie wasn't even repulsed by the sight of Freddy sucking off another boy. Means she's probably open-minded about stuff like that as well. What a cool club. They walked into the house together, laughing and singing all the way. Their mother heard them enter the house. She was in the living room watching Oprah on TV. They walked in, knowing what she was doing that time of day. They took one look at the TV, looked at each other and simultaneously yelled, "AAAUUUGGGHHH! Not Oprah! The terror of the networks! The scourge of the TV screen! Every kid's nightmare parent! Every husbands wife from hell! The only female that makes Phil Donahue and even Freddy Krueger wake up screaming! Not her! AAAUUUGGGHHH!" and collapsed to the floor laughing and giggling. "Well, must have been some game today." she said, looking at the boy's, wondering if they had been drinking or using drugs. "Oh man, I'll say it was." Steve replied, playing it off pretty well. "If you had seen the kind of action we saw today, you would have had a conniption fit! Today's action went above and beyond the call!" "Oh my goodness. I'm pleased you had so much fun. I hope you get to go to a lot more games like that." "So do we mom, so do we!" The boys went upstairs and immediately jumped in the shower together. They wanted to get squeaky clean before mom caught a whiff of "sex" on their bodies. They scrubbed every inch of each others bodies. Steve giggled when he took the louvre and thoroughly scoured Deans pecker and balls with it but got no response at all from the boy's cock. "Oh wow, Dean!" he said. "I think your dick is dead. I think it had a heart attack from that fuck!" Dean laughed. "Well, if it is dead ... what a way to go!" They finished their shower and put on fresh clothes. Looked at themselves in the mirror with very smug expressions on their faces, feeling pretty darn proud of themselves too. They started downstairs to fix themselves something to eat. They were both famished. "Hey guys, easy on the junk food, dinner's in another hour." they heard their mother say. "OK, mom!" Dean responded. He didn't care, he felt starved. Doing the nasty tends to make you hungry, he thought to himself. They had fixed themselves a sandwich and had begun to eat when they heard the phone ring. Their mother answered it in the living room. "Dean ... phone!" she yelled. "OK, mom!" Dean said, hurrying to answer it. "Hello." "Hi, Dean? it's me, Freddy." Dean felt his heart skip a beat. "Hi Freddy, what's up?" "Hope you don't mind, I got your number from Jenny. Listen, I know you and Steve are new and all but I was wondering if you guys could come to a sleep-over I'm having tomorrow night?" "Oh wow!" Dean said. "Let me check, hold on." "Mom? this is Freddy, he's a kid from our school. He's having a sleep-over at his house tomorrow night, can we go please?" "Oh, honey." she said. "I'm supposed to work tomorrow night. Will his parents be home to watch you guys?" Dean pretended to speak into the phone, turned back towards her and said, "yes mom, his dad will be there and he said it will be fine." "OK." she said. "I guess that will be fine then. You have to do your homework first before you leave." "Hey, Freddy, it's all set, we can come. Who's all going to be there?" Freddy giggled. "Just you guys, me and Lonnie." "All right!" Dean giggled. "That's going to be so great. But what about your parents, won't they hear us in your room?" Freddy giggled again. "We aren't going to be in my room. I have a real cool tree-fort in the backyard. Far from the house. High-up in the tree. And it's the only tree-fort in the neighborhood with electricity, cable TV and a fridge!" "Holy shit!" Dean whispered, not wanting his mother to hear. "Now that's what I call roughing it! We'll be there about six, is that OK?" "That's perfect." Freddy replied. "See ya then!" Dean immediately went back into the kitchen and informed Steve of their six o'clock rendezvous at Freddy's the next day. They both knew what was up with that deal and they looked forward to it. Dinner went smoother than they both had expected. Their mother asked only a minimal amount of questions pertaining to the game they were supposed to have been at that particular day. "Oh, by the way, Ed came over looking for you today Dean. Said he would like for you to stop by after dinner if you weren't to tired from the game." Dean shot a quick glance over at Steve, then looked down at his crotch which still remained lifeless. "OK mom." he said, his mind and the rest of his body was willing but he wasn't sure if his cock was. "Well, hello, Dean." Ed greeted him happily as he entered the house. "How was the game today?" "Hi Ed," Dean replied, hugging him tightly. "The game was great. Our school won twenty-six to twelve." That was the truth at least, they had checked before leaving Jenny's house. "Fantastic!" Ed exclaimed. "Sounds like you had a pretty good time." "Yeah we did." Dean replied, yawning slightly and relaxing on the couch, his head resting in Ed's lap. He was really feeling tired and just a little sleepy from all the fun he had that day. They sat on the couch watching "Boy Meets World" on the TV. He liked that show. He thought Rider Strong was really sexy and he thought the one kid, Lee Norris, who played "Minkus," the class brain, was so adorable. Any other time he watched the show, he'd be sporting a full erection just from watching the two boys. He glanced down at his crotch, still nothing, maybe Steve was right, maybe my dick really is dead. He chuckled to himself. His eyelids felt a little heavy as they watched the program together. He could feel Ed's hand slowly stroking his chest, it felt real good. His hand slipped inside of his shirt and began massaging his bare skin, that felt REALLY good then. His hand continued rubbing his chest, gently widening its massage to rub and tweak his little nipples, then slowly began to make its way down his chest to the waistband of his jeans. Dean wasn't sure if he wanted this right now or not. His dick obviously didn't want it because it hadn't even so much as flinched once during the entire time Ed was massaging him. He still reached down anyway and unsnapped his jeans so Ed wouldn't have any trouble getting down inside his pants. He felt Ed's hand work its way under the waistband of his shorts and inch its way down to his crotch. The warm hand slowly caressed his dick and balls and massaged them gently. He spread his legs a little wider for him on the couch and his hand dipped further between the boy's legs. His large hand massaged and stroked his penis and balls for several minutes without any response from the lifeless organ. "Oh my goodness." Ed said. "What have you been up to today young man?" "Ed?" Dean started. "Can you keep a secret?" "Of course, son. what's wrong?" "Oh, nothings wrong, Ed. It's just, well, I got laid today ... by a girl." "Are you serious, son?" Ed exclaimed, smiling down at the boy. "Boy, Ed! am I ever serious. Me and Steve both got our brains fucked out today after school. There really was a game, but we didn't go to it. We went to this girls house and got laid!" By this time, Ed was laughing and patting the boy on his stomach at the same time, listening to him describe the afternoon's events, not leaving out a single detail. "My little boy lost his cherry today. I couldn't be any prouder if you were my own son. Least now I know why your pecker won't work right now." "Yeah," Dean said. "Steve said I killed the poor thing." "No, son! Your pecker isn't dead. It's just a little tired, that's all. You're young though. You just overworked it a little. It still works fine though, it just needs a little more stimulation after a good workout like it got today, to get its second wind if you know what I mean" Ed, got down on the floor on his knees, crawled down and slid the boy's pants and undershorts to his knees. He looked at the boy's limp little penis and kissed it lovingly. Dean shivered and stirred, his cock stirring with him. Ed reached to capture the cockhead between his lips, holding it there with gentle pressure. "AAAWW!" Dean moaned. "That hurts a little!" Ed wet his cock then, sucking down on it until the soft shape was completely across the length of his tongue. He curled his tongue around the cock, making a soft bed for it and the boy slowly began to harden. His cock stirring in tiny shivers as the blood pushed its way into the already sensitive flesh. He could feel the boy's heart beat faster and felt his small hands reach down to entwine in his hair, his little hips worked gently against his mouth, pushing his cock a bit further into it. Ed swallowed, tasting the sweet boy-meat, tasting the sweet tang of his salty juices as they began to slowly ooze out the tip. His lips reached out to touch the ball's that hung so invitingly as well, he wanted to bring them into his mouth too, wanted to have all of the boy's sex within his hot sucking mouth. His fingers touched the sensitive testicles, lifted them, traced their egg- shaped patterns, and then he let the boy's cock slip from his mouth and moved down to suck on his ball's instead, biting gently around them when he had them in his mouth, being very careful not to injure his favorite little boy. He then let one of his fingers trail its way underneath the boy's ass, searching and probing for his tight little asshole. The boy flinched, his asshole puckering at Ed's touch, but he still persisted, working at him until the tip of his finger was buried in the tight confines of the boy's sphincter muscle. He felt the boy push down, spearing his asshole deeper onto the probing finger. Ed took the boy's cock into his mouth once more, sucked it all the way in until the boy gasped. It was a tiny gasp. Dean expected pain from his dick. And pain was there for only a few seconds as his cock began to grow again, the blood moving gently into the interstices of the cells, filling him and expanding him until there was a spongy hardness that was not as great as his biggest erection of the day, but more than enough to fill Ed's throat. And still Ed sucked gently on the boy. Not wanting to bring pressure to bear, only wanting to make the boy feel good. His tongue moved against the underside of the cock, tracing the presence of the veins that would enlarge, become obvious, as he grew older. His head moved back and forth in tiny movements as the cock continued to grow in his mouth. Now he felt the boy's asshole flexing, his buttocks tightening against his buried finger. The boy kept his position, his hands resting along his thighs now, his head bent back, his eyes closed tight against the pleasure Ed was bringing him. "OH, ED! OHHHHHHHHHH! DO IT! SUCK ME!" Ed responded, his hand reaching to hold the boy's asscheek, he pulled his finger from the boy's hot hole and grabbed him firmly by the other cheek. He pushed his head down, drawing the entire length of the boy's cock-meat into his mouth and sucked him with a passion. The boy's body arched up, trying to support himself on his hands, his belly pressed up against the man's forehead, trying to force every last inch of his dick down the man's throat. Dean couldn't hold back any longer. he began to fuck into the man's mouth. The boy was panting for breath now, the man was to strong to let him do the fucking his cock demanded. Ed was holding him tight as he bucked against him, into him, filling him now until it seemed that his cock must slide all the way down into the man's stomach. His balls were drawn tight in their sac, battering against the man's chin, the bruises aching them as he slammed down on them. He was no longer in control. His brain had been taken control of by his cock, his gut. There was nothing more important than this mad fucking into the man's mouth. Animal growls escaped him as his ass fought against the clutching hands of the much stronger man, slamming upward with all his might for the short strokes that the man would permit. He felt the man was trying to swallow him whole, wanting to rip his cock from his body, tear away his ball's and eat them, swallow the down. They were moving now, fighting each other for supremacy over the boy's cock. Ed finally managed to get on top of the boy. His mouth never leaving the cock for a moment. He fought the thrashing boy, finally forcing his knees to give, making his legs lie flat against the couch then positioning himself over them, still sucking the boy's cock deep into his throat, as he held the boy's arms down along his sides. The boy was whimpering his need as the man sucked his aching cock, he continued to moan, to whimper, but for him there was no escape. The man had him restrained and he was helpless to fight. The boy was chewing his lip, grimacing from the pleasure, his balls were melting, his cock was on fire. He wasn't sure what was happening to him, his body felt weak, like he was being drained. He was fighting to keep his eyes opened, there was a loud but gentle roar present in the room, dulling his senses, his body slowly began to relax, ceasing its useless struggle against the man holding him, he was drifting, floating free on wave upon wave of serene and peaceful bliss. Then the spark was struck, a fire lighting within his balls. His sperm was rising, pushing up, spilling out into the man's mouth, a full measure after the afternoon of rest, the boy balls resilient against the demands of sex, ever-filling magic fountains. The man sucked him completely within his mouth now, holding his head down against him, his lips pressing against his groin, as he drank the boy's cum, filling his belly with the boy's spendings, his joy. He let the boy's spent penis slip from his mouth, slowly licking it clean of the leftover residue of sperm. He slowly released the boy's arms, allowing him to fully relax on the couch again. There was no further movement from the boy. His eyes were closed, a slight grin on his handsome little face. He leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips, the boy didn't respond. He could hear the boy breathing slow and regular and knew he had dozed off. His day finally completed, his little body totally exhausted. He pulled the boy's undershorts and pants back up onto his limp little frame and kissed him once more. There still were no signs of response from the sleeping lad. Ed called his mother and explained the boy had fallen asleep on his couch and he could sleep there till morning and not to worry. He then carried the unconscious boy up to his bedroom, removed his outer-clothing and placed him under the covers. He then stripped down to his underwear, climbed in alongside the sleeping boy, cuddled closely to him and eventually fell asleep, holding the child in his arms. * * * * * The night passed quickly. Dean slowly opened his eyes, startled at first until he realized where he was. He lay there, embraced in the man's strong arms. He didn't try to move for fear of waking him. He could see the clock and how early it was and didn't want to disturb his friends sleep. He continued to lay in the warm embrace of the man's arms, staring directly into his face, taking in every line, every contour of the sleeping man's facial structure. In some ways, Ed, reminded him a lot of his father. His mind began to slowly drift, wandering back to that particular day, a day he doubt he would ever forget as long as he lived. He was only eleven years old then, Steve was twelve. They had been in school, an average school day. It had been shortly after lunch when they had heard their names broadcast over the school's paging system, to report to the main office. He had remembered how frightened he had been, listening to the "ooohhhsss" and the "you're in trouble(s)" that came from the other kids in his class as he left the room. He had met Steve in the hallway enroute to the office, each asking the other what they had done, both of them frightened beyond belief. They knew when you were sent to the office, it meant that you were in deep, the absolute deepest shit. When they arrived at the main office, the Principal was standing there, waiting for them. There was also a Police Officer as well waiting for them. The boys had no idea what was happening or what they had done to get themselves arrested. Their Principal told them the Officer had come to get them. There had been an accident and their parents were at the hospital. The drive was very fast and short, non-stop, lights, sirens, the whole nine yards. They had been escorted into an area where there were doctors and nurses running all around, machines and all kinds of gadgets hooked up to people in small rooms. Tears began to form in Dean's eyes as he thought about the past, he felt Ed move a few times but he himself remained still, his mind clouding over again. He remembered they were escorted into a room where their mother was sitting and crying to herself. They didn't understand, what was happening? why were they brought to this place? who had been hurt? He remembered their mother looking at them, then embracing them both in the tightest hug they had ever gotten from anyone. He remembered he had begun to cry, just from seeing his mother cry. He knew something awful must have happened. She then proceeded to explain that their father had been killed on a construction site. He had been operating a bulldozer when apparently it drove over what used to be an old underground bomb shelter. No one had any idea it was there. It wasn't on any of the area layouts they had and it went undetected by their survey crew. The roof of the bomb shelter began to buckle under the weight of the bulldozer, causing the 'dozer to lean to one side, quickly rolling over and landing upside down inside the empty hole, crushing their father to death. He never even had a chance. A shelter, designed and built for the sole purpose of saving lives, had taken a life instead. He thought about all the fun they used to have together. Their father was envied by most of the other kids in the neighborhood. The other kid's dad's spent their free time hanging out in bars, or spending all night playing poker, or at the race-tracks, gambling on horses. Their father spent his time with them. He didn't drink, or smoke, or gamble. He came home after work. He looked forward to coming home, spending his time with his family, wrestling with them before dinner, no matter how tired he was, planning weekend activities together like picnics, camping, fishing, going to the movies or the amusement centers or the local zoo and science centers. His father was always there for them, when they had a problem or was confused or hurt, or even just to get a hug, he was there. He couldn't help thinking about the funeral. Having to see their father lying there, not moving, not breathing, not speaking. He didn't think he had ever cried as much in his entire life as he had that day, knowing that he would never see his father again, he could never speak to him again, touch him again, hug him again or be able to tell him how much he loved him. Having to watch men carrying his mother back to the limo at the burial site because she fainted when they lowered his father into the ground. Having to sometimes lay in bed at night, listening to his mother cry herself to sleep because she missed him so much, and having to do the same himself many a night. Ed slowly began to stir, he felt something on his arm, something wet and warm. He opened his eyes, taking a few seconds to focus and found himself staring directly into the boy's eyes, his little boy was crying. He wasn't even sure if the child was awake or not because his stare was so fixed, non-moving, non-blinking but the tears continued in a steady stream, and he didn't even seem to notice him. He was seemingly staring a million miles straight through and past him. He knew the boy was in some deep emotional trance. "Dean?" he whispered, watching the boy suddenly jump as he was shocked out of his apparent trance. "What's wrong, son?" The boy had immediately begun wiping his eyes. "Nothing, Ed. I'm sorry, just thinking about something. I'm sorry if I woke you." "You didn't wake me, son." Ed said, deeply concerned to find the boy in the condition he did. "You want to talk about it?" Dean thought for a few seconds. "No, Ed. It's OK. I was just thinking about our dad, that's all. I miss him, Ed. I miss him so darn much." Ed held the boy tighter. "I know you do, son. Your mother has told me so much about him. He was a good husband, father and provider. Your mother misses him just as much as you do. It's OK to cry, son. Don't you ever feel ashamed about crying or mourning his death." He felt the boy reaching around him, pulling himself tighter to his body, burying his head in his chest as he cried softly to himself. He felt so badly for the boy. His young life being horribly altered, literally destroyed in one brief instant. He held the boy tighter to him, listening to his sobs, stroking his soft hair, trying to comfort the hurting child the best he could. * * * * * Betty had seen her son come in that morning, very quiet and sullen and went straight to his room without even so much as a greeting. A minute later the phone rang and it was Ed, asking her if he was OK. She told him how he had come in and Ed explained what he had witnessed that morning. She told him the boys go through that little period of mourning from time to time. She had no idea what brings it on or how to even comfort them when it happens but it usually passes and their back to normal again. She explained to Ed about how traumatic their fathers death had been on the boys. They cried for days and had nightmares for months behind it. Their personalities took a turn for the worse, their grades began dropping and eventually she had to resort to psychiatric help for them to help them cope. She mentioned what worried her the most was the boy's increasingly active sex life. She knew their father was a dynamo in the bedroom department but she had never heard of children inheriting a parents sex drive. Then she told Ed the incident about Steve and how his sexual activity led to becoming involved with several girls in the neighborhood. She had known her boys had been very popular with the girls there but she had no idea it was because the boys had been experimenting sexually with them. She also told him that more than likely it stemmed from an incident that happened about a year after her husband had dies. She had to work the night shift on her job rather frequently so she hired a neighbors twenty year old daughter to baby-sit with the boys on the nights she worked. It turned out that the girl had been instructing the boys on the fine art of performing oral sex on girls as well as performing oral sex on the boys herself. This had been going on for a few months before she had discovered what was happening. She had been dismissed from work early one night, came home unannounced and discovered all three on the living room floor. The girl was laying flat on her back, performing oral sex on Steve as he straddled her face while Dean was between her legs busily performing oral sex on her. She was shocked to say the least at what she discovered but was terrified to summon the police after all the boys had been through during the past year. She didn't feel a long drawn-out child-molestation court battle would do anyone concerned any good, especially the boys. When her husband, their father had died. The insurance granted them a very generous settlement. She decided to invest the money in a high interest bearing account and continued to work in her present job. She wanted to make sure the boys would be well taken cared of and would never have to want for anything in the event that something should happen to her. She moved to this particular neighborhood because it had mostly older adults and very few children where she felt that maybe the boys wouldn't be as sexually prolific as they had been in the other neighborhood. "Little does she know," Ed thought to himself. She was trying very hard to help the boys adjust to life without their father, a man whom they had all loved so very dearly. Ed reassured her that he had grown very fond of her sons and if there was anything he could ever do to help them, even if all they need is for someone to talk to, he would be available to lend a helping hand or ear. He felt the boys were still going through a very rough period of adjusting to their tragic loss and he wanted to be there to help them through it. Betty was very grateful to him for his concern for her son's and thank him profusely. Steve had also recognized his little brothers symptoms as well. He had seen it many times and knew the only solution was to get him out and try to occupy his mind with a full day of activities instead of letting him "wallow" in misery, as his grandmother once put it. He quickly ran to the basement, dug out their skateboards and dragged his little brother out into the streets for some recreational therapy. Dean was all for that. They had been here for a little over a week and they hadn't even checked out the neighborhood yet. There was just something about being out on a skateboard, being along side of your brother and just enjoying the freedom that seems to make you forget about your problems, even if it's just for a little while. They passed Jenny's house, waving to her and her parents as they worked in their front yard. Soon they were leaving their little subdivision heading down the shoulder of the road in the direction of a super-mall they had seen on their way to and from school each day. They marveled at watching construction crews building houses in a nearby subdivision. Watching them literally assembling a house right before their eyes. They took completed frame walls from a truck, then sat the roof structure on top then began nailing everything down. After a few minutes, they continued on with their journey. Soon they were cutting through the parking lot of the mall, dodging moving cars, zipping in and out between parked cars, scaring little old ladies as they scurried to get out of their way, yelling little granny obscenities at the young scalawags. As they circled the huge complex, taking in all the entrances, seeing the different store names like Sears, J.C. Penny, Famous & Barr and others, they noticed what seemed to be an underground tunnel. It was dark and had a huge opening, big enough for even the largest truck to enter. They rode their skateboards down, down, deeper into the underground cave, it got darker and darker until they came out into an area with trucks loading and unloading merchandise. They stopped to look around, moving closer to the loading docks where people were working putting stuff on conveyor belts and watching the merchandise disappear into the buildings. They walked along the docks, speaking to some of the people there who returned their greetings but showed very little interest in them or even concerned themselves with why the boys were down there. They observed the conveyor slowly moving objects from the platform, through a doorway and going upwards into the darkness. They looked at each other, glanced around to see if anyone was watching them, and jumped onto the conveyor belt. "Where's it going?" Dean asked, a little nervous. "Beat's me!" Steve replied. "Guess we'll find out soon enough though." The belt carried them along the bumpy tread slowly. They could feel the wheels underneath the belt as they progressively rolled over each one, feeling them vibrate and turn as they passed over them. The belt stopped once, for about a minute, then started moving again. It was dark in the passage way and soon they could barely see in front of them. Suddenly, Steve felt his fingers reach the end of the conveyor belt and the bottom seemed to drop out from under him. He dropped down only about four inches and landed on another conveyor belt. He heard Dean grunt when he dropped down as well. "You all right?" he called back to his smaller brother. "Yeah, I'm OK, what was that?" "We dropped off on to another belt, I think. Hold on, we're going up." He was right too. The boys were on a conveyor that was taking them up on a much steeper angle. They had to lay down flat on their stomachs to keep from sliding backwards down the belt. Steve could see light about twenty-five feet ahead of him and he could soon begin to make out voices as well. He had no idea what was at the opposite end but he sure hoped he hadn't gotten them into really serious trouble. They soon emerged into a lighted room. "WHAT THE HELL!" came a voice who saw them emerge. "Hey, Ralph, did we order kid's with skateboards on that shipment?" It was a worker of some sort, chuckling and lifting Steve, then his brother off the conveyor belt and standing them off to the side. Another man soon appeared and saw the two boys standing there. "Aw, hell!" the other man said. "Did they send us the wrong order again? This is really going to screw up my paperwork!" The two men began laughing as they looked at the boys. "You fellas enjoy the ride up here?" Steve managed to finally find his voice. "Sorry, mister. Didn't mean any harm, we saw the belt and thought it would be so cool to ride it so we did." "That's OK, fellas. We get kid's up here all the time that way. They cant resist riding that belt to see where it goes. You here with your folks?" "No, sir!" Steve replied. "We're new in this area and were just visiting the mall for the first time." "OK, fellas!" the man smiled. "Go out through that door, go down the hall until you see the white doors on the right, and those doors will take you right out into the mall. You guys have fun and be careful." "OK, thanks mister, bye!" the boys waved at them as they started down the hallway. "Those guys were pretty cool, Hun?" Dean asked. "Yeah they were." Steve replied. "Just glad they didn't turn us in." They followed the hallway, saw the white doors and found themselves inside the main level of the Super-Mall. Their eyes lit-up at the sights they beheld. The place looked bigger on the inside than it did on the outside. From where they were standing, they could see straight up for three levels. They were on the ground floor apparently and there was a mini-golf course, a bumper-car ride, carousel, a mini roller coaster and all of this in just one corridor alone. They immediately began digging in their pockets, checking to see how much money they had on them. They counted less than five dollars between them, maybe enough for a few rides and games but that was about it so off they went. Before they even knew it, three hours had passed, they were flat broke but very happy. They had managed to ride the bumper cars, play three games of mini-golf and spent the last of their money at the skill-games booth. The mini-roller coaster look to wimpy for their liking so they passed it by. They decided they had better start back home. It was almost two o'clock, they still had to finish their homework if they wanted to go to Freddy's for the sleep-over. They had no idea where they were inside the mall so when they went back outside, nothing looked familiar. They had to walk almost completely around the perimeter of the building before they recognized the street entrance that they came through originally and headed back down the road towards home. They talked about their upcoming night at Freddy's the entire trip home, stopping occasionally to check out the remains of some poor unfortunate animal that met its untimely end while trying to cross the busy street. On the other side of the road, they noticed a ranch style home and they could actually see horses grazing out in the fields. They made a mental note of the place and wanted to check it out one day, once they figured out a way to cross the busy street without winding up as road-kill. Once home, the boys completed their homework in record time and spent the rest of the afternoon horsing around and wrestling up in their room. They then proceeded to pack a knapsack with provisions for their over night stay. They had raided the pantry earlier and packed junk food like chip's, sodas, candy, cookies and they made sure they packed provisions from their room as well. Couldn't forget the essential items for a successful outdoor sleep-over, sleeping-bags, insect repellent, flashlights, baseball cards in case there was some trading going on, Playboy and Hustler Magazine for entertainment purposes, blankets in case it got chilly, garlic and a crucifix to ward off Vampires, a genuine silver necklace their grandfather had given them to ward off Werewolves, a slingshot to protect themselves with, their good luck charm in case they got scared and fresh undershorts in case they REALLY got scared! They felt they were all prepared. After dinner, their mother dropped them off at Freddy's on her way to work. She spoke briefly with Freddy's father and he assured her the boys would be fine and have a lot of fun as well. She seemed satisfied with that but left her work number just in case. continued...