Date: Thu, 06 Apr 2000 12:23:46 CDT From: K Ration Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 38 Thanks to everyone who answered my plea for encouragement. I received lots of positive comments and appreciated them very much. Here's another chapter that has some adult male/young male sex. If that's not to your liking, you might want to skip the last half of this chapter. Family Friends Chapter Thirty-eight Terri & John, John & Jack Over at John's house, he and Terri had started out watching TV, curled up in each other's arms on the couch, a light cover over them because of the air conditioning. They talked of their wedding plans and their future life together, of John's love for her girls and their obvious love for them. Terri shared with him that Jessie and Judy had told her that they had noticed how much Jack and Jackie seemed to like their new dad. They had told her that although they enjoyed going to the Hagan's where they could ride horses and swim in the pond, Jack and Jackie seemed to prefer coming over to Terri's because of Terri and John. Then Terri commented on John's relationship with Jack and their experience at the pool when John had gotten a hardon as Terri sat in his lap. In jest, Terri asked, "What do you and Jack find to do over here anyway. Isn't it difficult to keep him occupied?" "No, we watch a lot of TV and play a few games. I read while he watches sitcoms. We've had some really neat talks about things he can't seem to discuss with his dad. It's obvious he loves his dad, but he's frustrated that Scott is so straight laced and won't even try to answer his questions about sex. I'll tell you one thing, though. Jack certainly isn't ashamed of his body. It doesn't embarrass him at all to have an erection with me in the same room. Sometimes it's difficult not to get hard along with him." With this comment, Terri reached her hand into John's lap and grasped his penis which had just begun to stiffen. "I can imagine how you might find it exciting. Just thinking about young Jack with a hardon excites me a little bit. But not nearly as much as yours does," she finished, continuing to stroke him as his penis became fully erect. As she played with his cock, John reached over and began fondling her boobs, feeling her nipples harden beneath the palm of his hand. He twisted them gently between his thumb and fingers and tugged on them lightly, knowing how this excited her. Soon, they had pushed the cover off onto the floor so they could enjoy the sight of each other's body and what they were doing to each other. John's hand slipped down into Terri's crotch and he began to fondle her bush, tickling her clitoris and rubbing his finger along the lips of her vagina where he could feel her juices seeping out. After a few minutes, Terri shifted on the couch until her face was in his lap. Once there, she wasted no time in sucking his hard penis into her mouth, playing gently with his nuts as she sucked on him. John closed his eyes and laid his head back on the back of the couch, reveling in the feelings Terri was providing him. Once in a while he would open his eyes and watch his cock slide in and out of her mouth. She enjoyed it when he watched and always made a special effort to let him see her tongue as she drew his penis from her mouth and licked the length of it, lingering at the glans and running it over the head. Before she could get him too worked up, John nudged her off the couch onto the floor where he took up position between her legs, licking her vaginal lips and sucking her clitoris. He loved going down on Terri, loved the taste of her pussy and juices, loved rubbing his face in the soft hair of her crotch. She tasted good and smelled good, and it excited him tremendously to do this for her. Soon she was cuming with gasps and grunts, but he continued to lick her, thrusting his tongue as far as possible into her cunt, rubbing his thumb over her clitoris, bringing her to one orgasm after another. Finally, she could stand it no more and pushed his head from her lap, drawing him up to her face where she could lick her juices from around his mouth. Then grasping him in her hand, she directed his hardon into her, enveloping him in that warm moist cavity that made him feel like he was melting. He laid still as long as he could, reveling in feeling his penis surrounded by her moist canal. But her vaginal muscles squeezing him soon drove him to action and he began to thrust slowly back and forth, drawing the head of his cock to the very lips of her pussy and thrusting back in to the depths of her being. All too soon, his own climax was upon him, and Terri felt the spurts of his cum splash against her cervix even as he grunted and thrust against her. When they had caught their breath and John rolled to the side, Terri moved down and sucked his penis into her mouth again, licking his cum and her juices from him before he could drip on the carpet. At the same time, he turned her around and lapped up his cum and her juices as they dripped from her so she wouldn't drip on the carpet either. They stayed in this position for several minutes as John's cum continued to leak from his penis just as he had explained to Jack. When he thought of Jack, John felt a familiar twinge in his penis. He wondered what the boy was doing right then and considered how he would react if Jack wanted to do something again tonight. Little did he know that Jack was having a somewhat similar experience at that very moment. About ten thirty, John walked Terri home where they found the four kids asleep on the floor around the Monopoly board. John still found it hard to fathom how kids their age could feel so comfortable with each other without clothes on, but he was glad he had finally been able to join this naked lifestyle. He was also finding it increasingly difficult not to think of Jack and Jackie as his own. Laying Jack's robe over him, John picked the boy up in his arms and started for home, leaving Terri to get the girls roused enough to get them into bed. As he was leaving, Jack adjusted his position in John's arms, throwing his arm around his neck and hugging him tightly, half asleep, half awake. Terri smiled broadly at John as he went out the back door. John took Jack straight to his room and after struggling to pull back the covers with one hand while holding Jack with the other, he laid him on the bed. He hadn't even thought about taking Jack to the guest room, he had become so accustomed to their sharing the same bed. As Jack rolled over on his back, his eyelids fluttering in half-sleep, John couldn't help staring at the boy's crotch, his penis lying limp and seemingly lifeless. After a minute or two, John reached out affectionately and cupped the boy's penis and nuts in his hand, squeezing gently and rolling them in his fingers. Jack's eyes fluttered open and he smiled just before rolling to his side and going back to sleep. John went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and then joined Jack in bed. The next morning, Jack's first thought upon waking was of John carrying him home in his arms and then lovingly cupping his genitals in his hand. Sensing his own morning erection, he lifted the covers to see if John had one too. Seeing John's erection, Jack laid the covers back along John's hip, leaving his groin exposed. For several moments, Jack just stared at John's erection watching it twitch and throb as his own was doing, wondering what caused those involuntary muscle contractions. Then he reached out and gently grasped this larger erection in his hand, at first just holding it and feeling it throb. Then he began to squeeze it gently, feeling its thickness and sensing its strength. He couldn't get to John's testicles which were trapped between his legs or he would have caressed them, too, like he did his own. A few minutes later, he was playing with his own hardon even as he gently and lightly stroked John's. The longer he did this, the less he cared that he didn't have a towel. John awoke to the sensation of Jack's hand squeezing his cock. At first, it didn't register beyond the usual throbbing of a morning erection. But as he realized what was happening, he opened his eyes to see Jack looking at his groin, one hand stroking him while the other hand pumped up and down on his own cock. John laid there enjoying the sight as well as the feelings. He was amazed at how much he enjoyed seeing Jack play with himself, his small hand sliding up and down on his slender short penis. Eventually, Jack sensed that John was awake. Looking up at John's face, his own turning red with embarrassment, Jack let go of John's penis. "I'm sorry Uncle John. I didn't mean to wake you. I woke up with a hardon and when I looked, you had one too. I hope you're not angry." "No, Jack, I'm not angry. It felt good, and I was enjoying watching you masturbate." "You mean you really like to watch when I do that?" "You betcha! I don't know why, you're so much younger than me. But it really is exciting and fascinating at the same time. Does it embarrass you when I watch?" "Heck no! I think it's neat as all get out. I like doing it with someone watching." "Who else watches you do that, Jack?" John asked with some concern. Jack recovered quickly, "only Rex and Rusty besides you." All this time, Jack had continued to stroke himself lightly, still lying on his side facing John. "Do you want to get a towel?" Jack asked. John had to get up this time, for they had already used the towel he usually had beside the bed, and he had forgotten to replace it. He was pleased that Jack stared at his erection as he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom and back. When he returned, Jack had rolled over onto his back, his hand still on his penis. As John walked up to the bed, staring at Jack's crotch, Jack let go of his penis and let his hand fall to his side. The way John stared at his erection and nuts filled him with pride and sexual excitement. He liked being on display like this. Sitting down on the side of the bed, John first reached out and wrapped his fingers around Jack's slender sex muscle. He toyed with it a little bit, marveling at how it looked and felt and how he reacted to it. Then he let go of it as he spread the towel on the bed between them. "Don't you want it up here on my chest?" Jack asked. "No, this time when you cum, just roll over in this direction and let it fall on the towel." "Play with it some more, Uncle John. Your hand feels really good on my penis." In response, John continued to sit on the side of the bed as he reached out and took Jack's hardon in his hand. He slid his hand loosely up and down this little prick several times, then tightened his grip just enough to draw the skin up to the head and back with each stroke. He could tell Jack really liked this technique. After several minutes masturbating his young friend, he released Jack's penis and began playing with his nuts. He looked intently at Jack's scrotum and penis as he did this and noticed that Jack was looking, too. He used his finger tips to tickle the boy's sack, rolling his balls gently between his fingers, then drawing his finger tips up over the sack and along the length of the boy's penis. As he sensed through Jack's hip actions and heavier breathing that his climax was approaching, he stopped. Turning to lay down on the bed and grabbing his own hardon, John said, "Why don't you make yourself cum this time, Jack, and let me watch?" Jack had really been enjoying the feel of John's hands on his penis, but he was excited that John wanted to watch him beat off, so he grabbed his erection and said, "OK, Uncle John. I'm awful close." And turning on his side to face John, the boy began stroking himself seriously, his eyes on what John was doing to himself with his hand. Soon, Jack's hand started pumping up and down in wild abandon, his legs shot out straight, his body stiffened, his eyes widened as he looked down at himself, and he said, "Here it cums, Uncle John! I'm cuming!" And both of them watched with fascination as cum shot from the end of the boy's penis. Having cum just last night with the girls, Jack's body had not built up as full a reservoir as he had had the first night he and John had beat off together. But John didn't think anything of it. He had masturbated often enough in his life to know that the volume of cum was never the same two times in a row. John was still looking with affection at Jack's hand wrapped around his softening penis as Jack asked with real hesitancy, "would you clean me up like you did the last time, Uncle John? I've never felt anything better than that." "Don't let go of your penis, Jack," John said as he rolled the boy over onto his back. He then grasped the boy's wrist and slowly lifted his hand from his penis, watching as it flopped back onto his stomach, not quite soft but not hard either. Knowing from experience that the boy's cum didn't taste bad at all, John first licked the boy's fingers clean. Then leaning forward, crushing his own hardon against the sheets, he first licked Jack's penis from nuts to head. When he reached the head, he drew his penis into his mouth and rolled it around with his tongue, cleaning it thoroughly. When it was clean, he kept sucking it, moving his lips along its length, feeling new life beginning to pulse into it. When he let go of Jack's penis, the boy exclaimed, "gosh, Uncle John. That felt so good I could tell I was getting another hardon." Glancing down at John's erection throbbing in his lap, Jack said, "roll over, Uncle John and let me do you. That was major cool the other day. Your penis feels so different from mine or Rex's and Rusty's, and I like making you cum and watching it shoot out." Folding the towel in half to cover Jack's cum, John rolled over onto his back, his erection pulsing, his hands by his sides. Immediately, Jack scooted over onto the towel so he could reach John's cock comfortably. He first started with John's balls, rubbing his hand gently all over them in a fashion similar to the one he had seen John using in the shower. As he did, he watched John's hardon pulse and bounce up and down on his stomach. It didn't stand straight up like Jack's did, but Jack figured that was because it was longer and heavier. Besides, that didn't bother Jack, anyway. He was just happy that he was able to share this intimate activity with someone he loved so much. Just as John was sexually driven by the reminder of what he had looked like and done when he was Jack's age, Jack was driven by what he expected to look like in the future. He knew that none of his friends had this kind of special relationship with any of their dads or older friends. After playing with John's testicles for several minutes, Jack moved his hand to his prick which he grasped tightly at first, squeezing it just below the head, hoping to work some of that pre-seminal fluid to the opening. He wasn't disappointed. After studying the end of John's penis and squeezing it a few times he saw some bubbling to the surface. He glanced up and saw that John was watching him, so when enough had accumulated that it looked like it might run off, he gave it one more good squeeze, and dipping his head, laid his lips just over the hole in the end, licking and sucking at the same time, trying to capture as much as he could. It wasn't the flavor that drove the lad, since it had no flavor, but the mere thought of what he was doing. He was kissing Uncle Jack in a special place and consuming a product of his body that he figured no one other than John himself might have consumed. Having done that, he began stroking John's cock seriously. Just as John had done for him, he used a tight grip that drew the skin back and forth along the length of John's penis. He stared at his hand on this man's cock all the while, fascinated by what he was doing. Too soon, John began to roll towards him and Jack knew he was about to cum. As John rolled over, Jack changed the position of his grip so that he was tugging on John's penis. It didn't dawn on him to move back as he and John both watched his final hand actions. They both gasped as John began to cum, his semen shooting from the end of his penis in three or four spurts, the first landing right on Jack's own penis and balls, he was so close, and the rest falling onto that small portion of towel that showed between them. Remembering what John had said about a guy continuing to leak cum for several minutes, Jack retained his grip on John's penis, squeezing it intermittently. Several times he used the forefinger of his other hand to catch a large drop of John's cum as it dripped from the head of his penis. Each time, he licked his finger, enjoying the taste. When he thought John was finished leaking, he saw there was still some cum around the head of his penis. And although he hadn't planned it, he pushed John over onto his back while still holding onto his penis, then quickly ducked his head and drew the head of John's penis into his mouth, licking the hole in the end with his tongue. The size of John's penis, however, prevented him from wanting to try taking any more of it into his mouth. It felt great when John did it to him, but it wasn't something he wanted to do in return. He didn't know that John wouldn't have let him do it even if he had wanted to. Shortly afterwards, the two of them took a shower together, taking turns washing each other's back and genitals. By the time they were finished, each had a raging hardon, and while Jack could probably have cum again, John knew he couldn't have done so. However, he did play with Jack's penis a good bit once he had his penis and balls covered with shampoo. He just never seemed to tire of playing with the boy.