Date: Wed, 31 Mar 2021 21:49:34 +0000
From: Tex Colorado <texcolorado@protonmail.com>
Subject: A More Perfect Union 8

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction that contains descriptions
of sexual relationships between adults and minors. If this is not allowed
where you live, please do not read the story.

To anyone still out there, I apologize for the lengthy delay in this part
coming out. It is a combo of life getting in the way, as well as other
stories. The good news is that Florida, Georgia and Hawaii are well on
their way to being finished.

One of the reasons for the delay was this story:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-other-side-of-the-wall/

If you get a chance to read it, I'd love to hear what you think. In
addition, I'd love to get any feedback that you'd like to give on this
story. I especially like to know if the story got you off, the more
specifics the better. You can reach me to talk about anything at
texcolorado@protonmail.com.

Last, please donate: donate.nifty.org

Enjoy Toby and Aiden's adventure with Brian, Tex

*****

A More Perfect Union 8

Delaware by Tex Colorado (M/t(15)/t(13) oral, anal)


Whenever we acquired another company, spun off an entity, or explored any
of these possibilities, it usually meant a trip to Wilmington, Delaware for
me. This is because so many entities are chartered or incorporated in
Delaware because of their business-friendly laws. While most people
involved in this would never have to set foot in the state, it was always a
little different for the lawyers.

Along with their business-friendly laws, Delaware had some pretty strong
local-attorney friendly ones too. All of the legal work done was required
by law to be assigned to an attorney licensed in Delaware. So every time
that I was there, it was basically to watch someone else work, and make
sure that it was in our favor.

That's what I was doing a few years ago on the Friday before Labor Day
weekend. My cohort, the Delaware attorney that I was shadowing, was a guy
that I'd worked with several times before named Randy. We got along well,
and, despite neither of us being very "obvious", we both pretty quickly
realized that the other was gay. This didn't lead to anything between us,
but it gave us an extra bit of comradery that we may not have had
otherwise.

It was this knowledge, though, that brought up his plans for the holiday
weekend. "The firm has a big house that they use for entertaining clients
in Rehoboth Beach," he explained, "nobody is using it, and Labor Day
weekend is kind of a big deal in the gay community there." He went on to
describe the activities and parties. "It's not crazy, but it's campy and
fun," he finished.

"Who else is going?" I asked.

"Oh, well, it's just me from work, and I'm bringing three friends. But
that's it, no one else is using it."

"Sounds like fun," I told him honestly.

"Do you have to get back to LA this weekend?" he asked, "Why don't you hang
around and go with us? I'm sure it's tame for a west-coast guy, but I'm
sure that you'd enjoy it," then added, "and the house is incredible. We
always throw a big party while we're there."

Having zero plans, I surprised myself by accepting, "Yeah, that sounds
great!" I told him, "I'd love to go." He seemed happy enough, and plans
were made. The friends were taking two cars anyway, so there would be
plenty of room. So once our work was done, instead of heading to the
airport, we headed the couple of hours down to the beach.

While we drove, Randy gave me the lay of the land, "The house is close to
the beach, and it's on the south end, so it's not far from Poodle Beach,
which is kind of the gay beach," he explained, "and they have a drag
volleyball tournament on Sunday that's lots of fun to watch. That's usually
the night that we have people over." This all sounded like a good time to
me, and I was excited to get there and enjoy myself.

There was a lot of traffic because of the holiday, but we finally made our
way through town to the house. There was definitely a heavy presence of
guys around, but it wasn't overwhelming, and the town was mostly occupied
with vacationing families. Randy was right though, as we headed south
toward the house, the man-to-other ratio increased dramatically. He pointed
out Baltimore Ave where the "scene" was, such as it was, and Poodle Beach
where many of the festivities would take place.

Now we need to be clear on one thing, SoCal beaches are the best in the
world, and I will entertain no arguments on the matter. So the chance that
I would be blown away by a relatively small, east-coast beach were
non-existent. But, I found the beach and town charming, and was glad that I
chose to come along.

Since you know now why I was there, I won't bore you with too many details
of our weekend. Suffice it to say that we had a grand time. The house was
huge and gorgeous, the bars were great, the beaches just fine (I mean,
nothing is Southern California), and Randy and his friends were great
company. Cap that off with enough people around looking to let off some
steam, so to speak, that I didn't have to sleep alone on Friday or
Saturday.

Sunday was drag volleyball at the beach, a very fun and ridiculous time. We
got there early to get our beach chairs set up, then when the time came,
went over to watch the teams parade in, running a gauntlet of cheering gay
men and everyone else, including families who appeared to have stumbled
into the festivities, but celebrated along with the throngs, the whole
thing being PG13 at the worst. As luck would have it, one such family was
standing in front of me, or at least part of it, a mom with two boys. I was
just seeing them from behind, so didn't have a great view, but the bigger
boy was about 5'4" and slim, the younger brother was about 5' even and a
little bit stockier, filling out his tight shorts and pastel polo in a
pleasing way.

Realizing that they really didn't look alike, one dark haired, the other
sandy, different frame, different features, I started to realize that these
were friends not brothers. Something, besides the fact that they were cute
young boys (aren't they all?), caused me to pay attention. I think that it
was the way that they were dressed in similar, beachy-fancy attire; crisp
pastel shirts, perfect crease on their shorts. Plus the way that they
interacted, excitedly pointing the craziest characters out, leaning into
each other, whispering in ears. These were the things that made me pay
attention, then I was the lucky recipient of the view that was only visible
from my perspective.

Hidden from everyone else on the beach, the younger boy slowly moved his
hand toward the older, and hooked his pinky around his friend's little
finger. The older tried to not react, but he couldn't help smiling shyly
toward the younger before turning back to the parade. My instincts had been
correct, and I was fortunate enough to be the only witness to this sweet
interaction. Watching these two gay boys get that great feeling of looking
around and seeing lots of people like them, probably for the first time
ever, was heart-warming, sweet, and because it's me: sexy.

After the last of the teams entered and the crowd started to disperse, I
verified that mommy was out of earshot and when they turned to leave I
asked, "How long have you guys been together?" Of course, they both grew
wide-eyed and didn't say a word. "Oh, jeez, I didn't mean to scare you," I
tried to calm them, "I think that it's great! And you guys were so cute
together," the last part a little quieter to avoid anyone
overhearing. "I've been where you guys are, those first times feeling like
you can be yourself," I tried to explain, then got a ridiculous idea, "So,
anyway, if you guys can get away, we're having a big party here," I said as
I wrote down the address of the house. "It's very casual, I'm assuming that
it will be all old guys like me," I offered to disarm them, "but I remember
when I was your age, and I'd have loved to go somewhere where everyone was
like me."

The older looking boy took charge, snatched the card that I'd written away,
and said curtly, "Ok, thanks, we probably can't," and started to lead his
partner away.

"No worries, I just wanted to invite you. I'm told that festivities will
start in the late afternoon," they started to walk away, "have a great day
guys," I said as they drifted out of earshot.

You may have guessed this, but my trip to Delaware was not in the middle of
a dry spell for me with boys. Quite the opposite, I was in one of those
streaks where to seemed like everywhere that I turned, young boys were
clamoring to hop in my bed. So in a normal situation, I may have just
nodded "hi" to these two cuties, but with my confidence high, I had invited
them over as well as writing the address on the back of my business
card. As a lawyer, was this smart? Absolutely not. But when your
experiences tweak your view of your legal jeopardy, you do dumb things like
that. And really, I hadn't done anything but invite two gay kids to a gay
party, I wasn't going to be in trouble for that. If they chose to come?
Then maybe I might have some explaining to do.

Assuming that the chances were very slim that I'd see my young friends
again, I set about enjoying myself. It was a great day, lots of fun and
zero seriousness, which was so welcome to me after some of the work issues
that had cropped up lately. A group of us had walked to the beach, but
several of them had already headed back to the house while the party was
still going strong. When it dwindled to just a couple of people that I
knew, we made a group decision that the others must know better and headed
out ourselves.

By the time that we made it back, the place was hopping. The party had a
really fun, laid back vibe to it, everyone in a great mood, no real
drama. Enjoying myself over a few drinks, I heard someone call me, "Hey
Brian! Somebody here says that they know you." I looked up and saw my
housemate holding a business card, then gazing next to him, I recognized my
two young boyfriends from the parade, trying to look like they belonged,
but coming across as frightened rabbits.

It was crowded enough that they didn't stick out, and I hurried across to
greet them and try to ease them in. "Hey, guys!" I greeted, "I'm really
glad that you came! You were able to ditch mom for awhile?"

The older boy was the spokesman, and told me, "She thinks that we're just
walking through town. So we decided to check this out," he said loudly over
the din of the party.

"Well, please enjoy yourselves and make yourselves at home," I replied
loudly, "there are drinks, help yourself to whatever you'd like, no one is
monitoring that," I explained. While they were definitely the youngest at
the party, there were several that were only slightly older, so disinterest
in underage drinking was already established.

Both of them looked apprehensive, so I offered, "You can hang out with me
if you'd like." A look of relief spread across both boys and I ushered them
into the party and headed them to the bar. Each chose to try the spiked
punch, which I advised them to go easy on, the sweetness disguising a
pretty strong drink. Loosening up a bit, we talked about their background,
finding out that they were almost local, but this was the first time to
come to the events. Toby was the older boy, while Aiden was his young
friend.

When I asked about them as a couple, they were initially shy, but finally
answered my inquiry into the length of their relationship, "Like two days!"
Aiden laughed after getting a nod of permission to share from Toby, "we're
neighbors, we both always liked each other, but I never dreamed that he was
the same as me," he explained.

"Yeah," Toby chimed in, "I thought that I was the only one that liked
boys. My whole life,"

Finally something occurred to me, most boys that I knew in their situation
had lots of time to experiment sexually because no one was looking for it,
but they hadn't had a chance yet. "So, not to pry, but this is super new,
you guys haven't ever done anything?" All I got back were head
shakes. "Listen," I started without thinking, "I've got a room to myself,
you two are welcome to use it." The boys both looked down, the realization
that they could do something for the first time making them awkward. Then
Toby said, "Let's do it," and looked at his little friend, who smiled with
a mix of excitement and embarrassment.

Both of them had already downed their drinks, and although I thought that
they were already a little giggly, we stopped to refill, my thought being
that a little liquid courage may help them to relax with each other. We
headed upstairs, and as far as I could tell, no one took notice. When we
entered my room, Aiden walked to the bed and flopped down on his back,
making himself at home. Toby had just sat down beside him when his phone
rang.

"No, mom," he said, "we're ok. We met some girls and they took us to a
beach party," he smiled broadly at us and rolled his eyes, "no, there's no
drinking on the beach," he continued, "it'll probably be pretty late, is
that ok? We're having a good time, I think that the one girl really likes
Aiden," he finished. Apparently getting the effeminate boys together with
girls must have had some appeal, because she seemed to agree to letting the
boys stay out late with no further questioning.

"That was easy," I said.

"She would love if I came back and talked about a girl," Toby explained,
"they won't admit it, but they're so nervous that I'm gay," he said sadly.

"Well, I'll tell you two things, they'll change their tune when they know
the truth, because they love you, and two, let's not worry about it, why
don't the two of you have some fun, ok?"

Toby nodded in agreement, then looked at his reclined friend and smiled. He
put his hand on Aiden's stomach and slid up to his shirt-covered chest,
then leaned down and gave him a quick kiss.

"I'll let you guys be," I said and turned to leave. I was reaching for the
door handle when I heard Aiden's unsure voice say, "Brian?"

I turned toward them, he had propped himself up in his elbows, and I
responded, "Yeah, bud?"

The two looked at each other, sitting there on the bed, their fingers
intertwined. Finally the older boy nodded in unspoken agreement and Aiden
asked, "Can you stay?" and gave me a nervous look.

"Of course!" I blurted, too quickly and loudly most likely, but if they
meant for me to stay and watch them, well who was I to refuse. "I can keep
people out," I offered, guessing at the least exciting reason for me to
stay.

Toby laughed a little, then nervously said, "Um, we thought that maybe you
could help us, since we haven't done this and you have and you're nice and,
well, yeah, all of that," he tried to explain.

Pausing for a second, I finally said, "That would be amazing guys, I'll
remember this experience forever." Then I walked over to the bed and sat
down with them, put a hand on each kid's knee and asked, "So you haven't
done anything together?" They knew exactly what I meant, and both shook
their heads at the same time.

"But you have kissed?"

They smiled shyly and giggled, Aiden finally saying, "A little, but only
one time."

"And on the way over here tonight," Toby piped in, Aiden nodding in
agreement.

Thinking about the situation, and knowing where I would like it to head
without ruining anything for them, I thought that it made sense to focus on
one at a time. Being selfish, you can most likely guess where I wanted to
go. "How about this, why don't you and I," I said to Toby, "work on Aiden
first?" Instantly a small tent formed in the younger boy's shorts.

Either the alcohol was lowering his inhibitions or he was more in tune with
his burgeoning sexuality than Toby, but he seemed happy to lay back and let
us have our way with him. Hands behind his head with a shit-eating grin he
said, "That sounds good to me!"

I looked at Toby and said, "I think that your boyfriend would like you to
remove his pants."

He hesitated, started to extend his hand, looked back at me and questioned,
"Yeah?" as if he was asking my permission.

"Why don't you show us how?" came Aiden's voice, catching me off guard. His
look was very lustful, even taking the slightest bite at his own lip. Then
he looked questioning, "Unless you don't want too," he said in a serious
tone.

Trying to look calm and reassuring, I said, "Guys, if I was doing what I
wanted to, neither one of you would have a stitch of clothing on," then
turned to Aiden, "and buddy, undressing you would be a complete gift, it
would make me beyond excited."

"Then I want you to do it, show Toby how," he instructed. Not able to take
anymore delay, I slid my hand up the front of his shorts, his hard young
cock falling under my grasp until I reached his buckle. The concern was
gone from Aiden's face, only excitement as I undid his belt, opened the
button on his shorts and finally started to lower his zipper.

"Have you ever seen another boy with an erection?" I asked Toby who was
staring directly at the bulging underwear appearing as the fly was opened.

"Not in real life," he told me with a swallow.

Rocking the shorts back and forth, I lowered them to the boy's hips, then
took hold of the waistband of his bikini briefs, "Well, get ready," I told
him, "here it comes," and shimmied the briefs down, revealing four inches
of perfect adolescent cock. Looking at Toby, I broke his concentration by
saying, "What do your think? That's a nice cock, isn't it?"

"It's beautiful," he mumbled like he was in a trance. Aiden was cut, his
dick still had a little thinness left from childhood, the length still
having room to grow. He did sport a nice bit of hair above his cock, but
his loose ballsack appeared completely bald. I moved my hand to him and
wrapped it around the warm flesh causing the boy to groan. I manipulated
him for a few seconds, running my thumb over the tip, the young teen
producing lots of clear precum.

"Do you want to feel?" I asked Toby.

Aiden looked at his friend with anticipation, and the older boy reached
out, and had his first encounter with another's penis. When his long
fingers grasped his boyfriend lightly, Aiden sighed and whispered, "Oh,
Toby," as the older teen gently caressed the immature boner. While Toby was
momentarily taking care of Aiden, I took the opportunity to remove the
younger boy's shorts and underwear the rest of the way, leaving his lower
half bare, his top still covered by his fancy salmon-colored
polo.. Crawling back up his strong legs, I urged them apart as I went,
allowing me to lay on the bed between them as he willingly spread for me.

The first thing that I encountered were his hanging balls. They were still
growing, but hung loosely in his sack, bouncing slightly as Toby worked a
little harder stroking his friend. After considering announcing my
intentions, I decided that the boys didn't need the distraction from their
pleasure, instead allowing myself to be drawn in until I was able to run my
tongue around his bald right nut. "Oh god, he's licking my balls!" Aiden
exclaimed to Toby in shock and excitement as I moved to the other side,
bathed that sweet nugget before drawing it between my lips and running my
tongue around and around him.

"How does it feel," Toby asked, as surprised as his playmate.

"Fuck, so good!" was the answer, encouraging me on. Having to taste him,
now that we had gotten this far, I suckled on both testicles, let the last
one audibly pop out, then ran my tongue from his sack, straight up his
small cock, Toby moving out of the way as I reached the tip where I ran my
tongue through the delicious precum that was pouring out of him, then
twirled around the soft glans before sliding the youthfully erect dick
between my lips, a hiss escaping the young teen's pink lips.

His cock would grow over the next couple of years, but he was firmly
established in puberty, meaning that he was an almost perfect mouthful, the
tip just able to breach my throat when I took him to the root. Relishing
these few moments before I turned the duties over to Toby, I bobbed quickly
on his hard stalk, the smooth tight skin gliding through my lips as Aiden
moaned and writhed on the bed. Finally popping it out of my lips and giving
the tip a last lick, I said, "Your turn," as I held the cute member up for
Toby to try from the side.

Staring at the head of a cock that wasn't his own for the first time in his
life, Toby hesitated, "Please," Aiden said softly to his older boyfriend,
"it feels so good." Toby smiled at him, leaned down and extended his
tongue. As he made contact with the wet tip, Aiden drew a quick intake of
breath, then let it out with a satisfied sigh as Toby slowly wrapped his
lips around his friend and let some of his cock into his warm, soft
mouth. Toby taking care of the spike allowed me to return to Aiden's smooth
scrotum, which I lifted to my lips and managed to take entirely into
me. Watching the boy squirm under the attention of two sets of lips for his
first blowjob was hot as hell. Toby, hesitant at first, seemed to be
getting more and more excited by pleasing his friend, taking half of his
dick into him with each stroke.

"Use your tongue," Aiden instructed.

Toby replied with a muffled, "Um, hmm," then started to lick the boy's cock
like a lollipop. He went to the base, where my tongue happened to be
worshiping Aiden's sack, and we actually touched the tips together
momentarily. I was impressed that Toby didn't even flinch, just kept at his
task. In order to get out of Toby's way so that he could explore, I lifted
Aiden's balls and started to work on his perineum. Putting my hands under
his knees, I lifted them so that his feet were flat on the bed, and his
pucker was just in view. Working to get myself down there, I was able to
take a few stabs at his virgin hole, drawing surprised gasps from the boy.

"Dude, you're licking my butthole," he said in shock, "fuck, that's gross!"

I lifted my head and said, "It doesn't feel good?" knowing the answer.

"No, it's crazy good! Don't stop!" he answered.

"Cool," I said, "I've got an idea." I looked at Toby and said, "Your turn,"
then patted the bed for him to lay down.

"Come up here and help me," I told Aiden, who moved around by my side as we
both hovered over Toby's outstretched legs and bulging shorts. The
difference was that I was still fully clothed, while Aiden's cute boner
poked out from under his shirt. I started to work on Toby's shorts, finally
unzipping them and finding a loose pair of boxers. Aiden helped me take the
shorts all of the way off, then we took in the large protuberance caused by
the fifteen year-olds seemingly sizable organ.

"Now or never," I said as I grabbed one side of the waistband. Aiden took
the hint and grabbed the other side, "1, 2, 3!" I announced, and we quickly
pantsed the boy and completely relieved him of any lower garments. "Wow!" I
said, "that is a nice cock, my friend," watching the adult-sized organ
pulsing in front of us. "What do you think, Aiden?"

"It's huge!" he said in awe, which boded well if I were to be lucky enough
to join in, since I was still a decent amount bigger than the older boy.

Wrapping my hand around it's abundant girth, I stroked him slightly,
checking out his pubic bush, a little unkempt, and his nuts that had a
series of straggling hairs. You know that I really like all cocks, so even
though prepubescent is my favorite, I wasn't lying when I complemented his
perfectly proportioned unit. Gesturing with my eyes toward the wet-tipped
organ, I asked him, "May I?" with raised eyebrows.

"Hell, yeah!" he answered excitedly, and I held him up to me and slid my
lips down the big kid's dick. It filled my mouth nicely, the texture just
sublime, more give than Aiden, who was young enough to still have a cock
like a steel bar. Toby's was only slightly firmer than the squishier feel
of an adult. He easily slid into my throat, groaning loudly when I took his
whole length and had my lips buried against his body.

Noticing Aiden eagerly standing by, I knew that he wouldn't be as shy as
Toby. After working the nice shaft for a minute, I slid off and said,
"You're up," and held it out to the younger boy. He was so excited, and
dropped right to it, no hesitation as he let two inches right inside. "Oh,
yeah, suck me," Toby moaned, surprising himself it seemed with his
encouragement. "It's so hot seeing your mouth around my cock," he told
Aiden, "it feels soooo good!"

With Toby under his boyfriend's exacting care, I sat up and moved behind
little Aiden. His ass was up in the air as he leaned over Toby to blow him,
and I reached out to caress the big, strong globes. I'd been waiting for
this since my first swipes at his nether hole, and used each hand to pry
open the sexy cheeks. In this position I was able to see his wrinkled
pucker, and even get an aroma from his little hole. Without ceremony I dove
in, running my tongue up the back of his scrotum, straight across his taint
and through his crack. Digging into his hole, the familiar tastes and
non-tastes hit me: metallic, earthy, while still mostly tasting of clean
skin.

I could hear Aiden start to moan around the big cock filling his
thirteen-year-old mouth, obviously enjoying my analingus. Working hard on
his pouty hole, it quickly relaxed, and I even slid a wet finger completely
inside the spongy corridor. Briefly I considered putting in the work
necessary for Toby to try his first stab at anal sex, mainly because I knew
that Aiden would likely be up to try. But then I decided that was probably
a lot to expect for these cuties' first time, so instead I worked on
pleasuring the boy, hoping to bring about the best climax of his young
life.

That's why, shortly after working a second spit-soaked finger into his
clenching hole, I was shocked to hear Aiden pant, "Toby, I want you to fuck
me."

So here are some things that make getting fucked hard: fear, reluctance,
inexperience.

These are some things that Aiden had going for him: he wants it, he's not
scared, he's sure, and he's got me, with as much experience as anyone, to
guide him.

Therefore, I began to fumble around in the nightstand for my lube.

Now, Aiden was all of those things, the one who wasn't was Toby. "Uh, why
doesn't Brian go?" he said nervously.

"You're going to pass up this sweet little hole?" I blurted in shock, my
fingers still rotating in the rapidly loosening sphincter.

"Will you?" Aiden said, looking back at me.

So, I told him how inappropriate that was, that he should lose his
virginity to the inexperienced boy who was closer to his own age.

Yeah, right! No way, I was done arguing and being magnanimous. If this
gorgeous boy wanted me to take his virtue, I was on it. And there was no
doubt, Aiden was ready. Quickly fumbling with my pants, I shoved them down
followed by my underwear, and frantically kicked them off of my feet. I'd
never had an experience where everyone involved was dressed in just a
shirt, but it was actually kind of sexy for some reason, and I decided not
to change it.

Another thing that was sexy was when Aiden practically purred with
excitement and said, "Holy shit do you have a big dick!" Without thinking,
I shuffled up to his face to give him a good look, and the sexy teen slid
his inexperienced lips over the head, swirling his tongue around my glans
and sending shivers through me. It may have been his first time, but I
guarantee that Aiden had been dreaming of sucking a man's dick for years.

Running my hand across his head, I asked him, "Are you ready for me?" He
responded with the naughtiest look to ever cross a virginal boy's face,
then nodded enthusiastically.

"Please," he said quietly, "I want to try so bad."

"You're gonna love this so much," I told him as I pulled away from him and
moved around behind the adolescent, who was still on all fours. Again
caressing his cheeks, I applied some lube to my fingers and once again
inserted them into Aiden's perfect ring. Coating him with slippery goop, I
finished the job by focusing a decent amount on the first half of my cock,
then jerking myself to cover the rest of me. As I lined up with his
puckered muscle, I ran my hand up under his shirt to rub his back. The
pressure made him lean forward, and he re-took Toby's sizable tool into his
mouth.

I used the oral distraction as an opportunity to apply some pressure. I
didn't need to worry, he yielded to me like he'd done this for years, his
tight hole slipping over the crown of my cock without a single grunt or
protest. Watching his strong, little butt envelope my cock, I rocked a
little to make things ease open before he opened up more and three inches
of dick slipped inside his furnace of a rectum. "Oh, fuck, he's inside me,"
Aiden blurted, after spitting out Toby's cock, "how far is it in? It
fucking hurts but feels good," he streamed out.

Rubbing his back and sliding my hands down his smooth cheeks, I held them
apart to make my entry easier, and was rewarded with another slackening of
his ready anus and the rest of my cock entered him until I found myself
pressed against him. While I've been with lots of boys, the sight of my
adult cock opening their tiny holes, their small asses dwarfed against my
hips, is always new and exciting. "I'm all the way in, baby," I said,
continuing to stroke the sweet child, "you feel amazing to me. How do you
feel?"

Aiden was panting, showing some effort to deal with the intrusion, but
said, haltingly, "I like it. So full. But good," he panted as he hung his
head down over Toby's lap.

"Dude, that's incredible," Toby told him, "I can't believe that you did
that!" he said as he sat masturbating himself excitedly in front of his
boyfriend's face.

Slowly I withdrew an inch, then bottomed back inside of Aiden who responded
with a grunt. His tunnel was still spasming and flexing to get used to its
first guest. After two more of these slow, small thrusts, Aiden began to
grow accustomed to me being inside of him and was rocking back to meet
me. Regaining his concentration, he started to work on Toby again, licking
the length of his big dick. "Dude, this is so fucking hot," Toby said to
me, "I think that I'm going to cum soon!" he continued, almost in shock at
how quickly things had come to a boil.

"I know," I had to agree, even though I'd been fully clothed most of the
time, I still wasn't going to last long, "I'm gonna cum so fucking hard," I
said, increasing the depth of my strokes. My balls started to slap against
Aiden's taint as I got more vigorous with my fucking. "I want to cum inside
you," I told him.

"Yes!" he almost groaned when he briefly released Toby's cock, "I want to
feel it all," he urged me before resuming the work on his friend's penis. I
continued to slide faster, the sensations for me so sweet. I stared down at
the little ass swallowing me so easily, completely stunned that this was
his first time. The boy was grunting with each stroke, pushing back hard
against me, and still working on Toby.

Toby was stroking the part of his cock that wasn't buried in Aiden's mouth,
and suddenly announced, "I'm gonna cum, dude, back off!" But Aiden didn't
move except to double his pace, bobbing on the big teenage cock in a
frenzy. "Oh fuck!" the older boy shouted, then I could see him hold Aiden's
head, his eyes focused on his cumming cock as the first spasm shook his
body and shot a spurt straight into his friend's sucking mouth.

This was too much for me, and I followed seconds later, the feeling surging
from my sack through my whole body until I couldn't stop the oncoming
climax. I had been slapping into the boy at a fevered pace, pulling out
farther each time until finally the first shot flew through me, straight
out of my cock and deep into the child's no-longer virgin rectum. The shots
were so powerful, something about the thrill of taking this eager, young,
gay boy made it more intense than most experiences, and I finally collapsed
over his back, holding him to me as my chest heaved, the last of my load
drooling into him, leaving me with nothing left.

Finally withdrawing and flopping to the side, Aiden stayed where he was,
his head hanging as he caught his breath, my semen oozing out of his gaping
sphincter, Toby's jizz leaking out of the corner of his mouth, but his
young cock as hard and ready as ever. Tapping Toby, I said, "Our turn to
get this guy off," and pushed Aiden down until he fell onto his side then
flipped onto his back. His beautiful cock, where all of this had started,
was staring back at us, and we both took one side of it by unspoken
agreement.

Twirling our tongues around both sides, taking turns plunging over the
crown and down his shaft, our tongues hitting each other and occasionally
turning into short wet kisses. Quickly he started to push up to us in
desperation, his own orgasm close. I slid his whole shaft inside me and
bobbed on his cock with a rapid pace. I hated to steal his first load
induced by another. It probably should go to his boyfriend, but I wanted
this great kid to cum, and cum hard, and I knew that I was the one that
could make that happen.

Aiden grabbed onto my head and started to fuck up into my sucking
lips. Toby took a turn licking his balls and then it happened, his boycock
swelled in my mouth, followed by the first twitch and a strong blast of
thin, adolescent cum. This was followed by shot after shot filling my
mouth, until I was almost unable to keep up with the copious, sweet
load. When he finally let go and relaxed back to the bed, I let his
deflating cock slip out of me and fall to the side, a small dribble from
the tip the only evidence of his orgasm.

We cuddled up at the top of the bed, both boys bringing me to them for a
few incredibly sweet kisses. When we took a breath and sat for a minute
before cleaning up, I said, "Well, I think that you guys are going to have
a lot of fun together. And Toby," I said, giving a serious look, "it's your
turn next!"